The day we were almost eaten by desert beasts

Denene and I stumbled upon a colony of strange creatures during a recent trek through the California desert. Aliens? Maybe. We caught the beings in the act of using their remarkably long tongues to probe the deep pools found only beneath the dry and dusty surface of the barren wilderness.

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In a vast space populated with nothingness as far as the eye can see, we took cover and watched as the behemoths lapped nourishment in a manner similar to hummingbirds at a feeder hanging from the porch rafters of a country farmhouse.

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The beasts stood as tall and sturdy as oak trees among the tumbleweeds as they bobbed their heads slowly up and down during their slow-motion feeding frenzy.

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Then one, the steel ogre with red plumage and slender white neck, turned its head toward us. We’d been discovered and knew we’d have only a matter of seconds to flee before becoming its next meal.

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So, as fast as our hybrid car could take us, we headed out across the hot desert landscape, leaving behind a wake of dust-filled Valley fever spores.

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As soon as we were a safe distance away, Denene risked her life to capture a video so you guys would believe our story. Really, it’s true. See for yourself…

 


And that, my friends, was the day we were almost eaten by the beasts of the desert.

Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

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Chehalis Washington Police Department

June 18, 2015 – Officer Rick Silva died while undergoing surgery for an injury received while arresting a criminal suspect.

 


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Officer Daryle Holloway, 46

New Orleans Louisiana Police Department

June 20, 2015 – Officer Daryle Holloway was shot and killed by a prisoner he was transporting to lockup.


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Kentucky State Police

June 23, 2015 – Trooper Eric Chrisman was killed while responding to a call, when his patrol vehicle was struck on the driver’s side door by an oncoming tractor trailer.


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Hutto Texas Police Department

June 24, 2015 – Sergeant Christopher Kelley was struck and killed by a suspect who stole a patrol vehicle to escape arrest. While continuing to flee, the suspect dragged Sergeant Kelley a short distance. He was apprehended later that same day.

Sergeant Kelley is survived by his wife and two children.


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San Angelo Texas Police Department

June 25, 2015 – Sergeant Korby Kennedy was killed in a vehicle crash while escorting a parade. During the escort a motorist pulled out of a parking lot directly in front of his police motorcycle. Sergeant Kennedy was transported to an area hospital where he succumbed to his injuries.

Close your eyes and imagine you’re in the filthiest public restroom you’ve ever visited. Take a deep breath while conjuring up a stench that lingers in places where only roaches and vermin dare to trod. Combine those odors with the scent of dirty sweat socks, t-shirts and underwear, cooked popcorn, urine, and steaming chicken-flavored Top Ramen noodles.

Picture living or working where every breath is similar to what I’ve described above. Never a single lungful of fresh air. Could you drink water from a sink that was used to wash the feet of a man who just finished working on a roadside work gang for eight hours in ninety-degree heat—a sink positioned two feet above a toilet that’s used several times a day by three people, but is only capable of being flushed twice in eight hours?

How about sleeping in a six-by-nine room with two other large men who haven’t bathed in several days during the hottest time of the year. There’s no ventilation. No windows to open. How about sleeping on the floor with nothing between you and the grimy concrete surface but an itchy, wool blanket? Roaches, rats, and mice darting from gaps between rusted plumbing and cracked cinder blocks. Dried blood and vomit are the only splashes of color on drab walls. HGTV it ain’t.

What I’ve just described is jailing. Serving time. Marking the calendar. Doing time.

Of course, conditions are better in some facilities than others, but many are just like I’ve described in the paragraphs above. Some are worse. Much worse.

The photos below were taken in one of the cleanest jails I’ve ever seen. It’s also a very well-run operation. The staff is well-trained, and for the most part the prisoners seemed to be in good spirits considering their circumstances.

A brief tour of a county jail:

Deputy sheriffs  monitor and control inmate activities and movement from inside a master control room. All doors are operated electronically by the officer seated at the control desk.

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Female dormitory

Some prison dormitories house over one-hundred prisoners in a single room. Many times, a single officer is assigned to supervise the activities of one or more dorm rooms. Only non-violent inmates are assigned to dorm-style incarceration. In many federal prisons, dormitory-style housing is quite common, especially in the low-security facilities and prison camps.

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Each inmate is responsible for keeping her personal space clean. Cleaning the overall dormitory is a shared task.

A very happy prisoner. I asked why the big smile. Her reply was, “Things could be worse. At least I’m alive and healthy.”

The silver, metallic cable you see on the right is a telephone cord. This jail features a phone in each dorm. Inmates are allowed to make collect calls during approved times of the day only. The phones are switched off from the control booth during the “off” times.

Jail Library

Books are often donated by local community groups, families of inmates, and even the prisoners themselves.

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Cell block

In the photograph below, a deputy sheriff makes his rounds inside a cell block. He’s actually inside a day room that’s normally occupied by several inmates (they were made to go inside their cells while I was inside the day room). The area outside the windows to the left is the common area hallway that’s outside the locked cell areas. The doors to the deputy’s right and straight ahead are inmate cell doors. Each morning those doors are opened, allowing all inmates into the day room where they play cards, watch TV, eat their meals, and socialize. They return to their cells at night.

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Inmates are not allowed in their cells during the day. Sleeping or lounging on their beds during the day is not permitted. Having all the inmates in the day room also allows the deputies to see their every movement. The only exception to the rule is when an inmate is sick. However, the illness must be verified by a jail nurse or doctor.

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An inmate’s view through the window in his cell door out into the hallway. Many dreams and fantasies of life on the outside begin at this very spot. The door across the hall is that of another inmate’s cell. The checkered grate at the top of the picture is the only source of ventilation in the cell. It’s also a means for the jail staff to communicate with the prisoner. Jail doors are heavily insulated to retard fires and noise.

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Just as I clicked off this shot, a group of deputies ran past to quell a disturbance in an area I’d just left. The problem—an inmate was having an anxiety attack from being in such tight quarters. He’d become quite violent and was tossing things around. His troubles reminded me of how much I appreciate the little things—trees, flowers, family, home-cooked meals, wine, and flushing my own darn toilet whenever I want.

Inmates who commit violations of jail rules, or exhibit violent behavior, are sometimes placed in segregation/isolation. That section of the jail is often called the SHU (Special Housing Unit) or The Hole.

Overcrowding is a huge problem in jails and prisons. This jail was forced to hang metal beds from the hallway walls when their cells reached capacity—three men in each two-man cell.

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Another answer to overcrowding was to convert the jail parking garage to living space. By bringing in shipping containers (like those you see on cargo ships and the backs of tractor-trailers) and converting them to individual housing units, this jail was able to safely increase it’s capacity by 100 inmates. A chain-link fence circles the mini-compound.

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Each module is a self-contained unit equipped with air conditioning. A deputy sheriff monitors the parking garage jail from a small booth positioned outside the fence. Cameras are placed throughout the module areas.

Inside, the modules are narrow, but adequate. Bunk beds for ten prisoners, storage lockers, and a shared writing desk made from a single piece of lumber.

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The space between two modules serves as the recreation yard. Remember, just a few months before I snapped these photos this space was a parking garage for the jail staff and visitors.

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Visiting Room

Prisoners are brought to these small rooms where they “visit” with family members seated on the opposite side of the window. The family’s room is a mirror image of the inmate’s visiting room. The view below is from the inmate’s side of the glass.

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By the way, prison and jail are not synonymous. They’re entirely different animals. But that’s a topic for another blog.

*Not all jails and prisons operate in the same manner. Nor are they all the same in appearance.

Dylann Roof had a cheeseburger

As is to be expected these days the media once again attempted to make something out of nothing, an attempt to pour even more fuel on the anti-cop flames. This time their hate-stirring weapon was a cheeseburger, and the headlines read something like this – Mere Hours After Killing Nine People Cops Treat White Suspect to Burger King Meal.

First of all, the police didn’t physically take the murderer to Burger King. Since their PD is not equipped to house and feed prisoners, an officer or detective picked up a burger and brought it back to the station where Roof was held in custody.

Roof had not been booked into a county or city jail where he would’ve received a meal (all prisoners must be fed), which is typically something quickly tossed together when a prisoner arrives after the normal meal times. One of those spur of the moment meals might consist of a cheese sandwich, an apple, and a juice box.

However, since Roof was not at a facility equipped for meal service, officers had to do the next best thing…take-out. It happens all the time. There’s nothing unusual about this “cheeseburger” event. Nothing at all.

Another example of fast food for prisoners is during long-distance transports that result from extraditions from one area to another. Officers routinely stop for burgers when making those trips and they sometimes feed their prisoners the same tasty cuisine unless, of course, the jail sends along a bag lunch. If, however, the trip lasts more than a day, well, it’s burger time.

Roof, though, was held at the station, in cuffs, while the officer went out for the food. Another reason this practice is not unusual is because by law police cannot deprive a suspect of food, water, and bathroom during intensive, hours-long interrogation/questioning. At the time Roof was held at the local police station, officers there were waiting for the FBI to assist with or take over the questioning and their prisoner, so the wait time was even longer than normal, and it was reported that Roof hadn’t eaten in quite a while. A couple of days even. Had the officers withheld food there’s a chance a defense attorney could’ve used that against the prosecution’s case, saying his client confessed because he was hungry and merely said what investigators wanted to hear in order to receive a meal.

Besides, food, drink, cigarettes, etc. are all used as tools by “good cops” when questioning suspects. It’s the officer playing the role of “bad cop” who might refuse to give the offender a smoke. I don’t smoke but used to keep a pack of cigarettes in my desk drawer in case a suspect asked for one during questioning. It’s an ice-breaking gesture that often loosens the tongue when nothing else seems to work. I’ve also purchased soft drinks and snack items for suspects during questioning. Doesn’t mean I liked doing it, but it’s a tool in the toolbox. And, if they’d been a while without a meal I saw to it they were fed. That’s just common decency.

Believe me, this meal for Roof was no cheeseburger in paradise.

Writing secrets of an best selling author: Lee Child

Have you ever thought, “If I only knew the secret writing habits and rituals of the top authors then I, too, could be as successful?” Well, a while back I had the pleasure of asking a dozen top bestselling authors to share their writing tips with me. The authors were each gracious enough to do so and their answers were so doggone interesting that I thought I’d share them with you guys. So here you go, the writing secrets of your favorite authors.

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To learn more about Lee Child and his latest books, please visit www.leechild.com

 

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Writing secrets of an best selling author: Lee Child

Have you ever thought, “If I only knew the secret writing habits and rituals of the top authors then I, too, could be as successful?” Well, a while back I had the pleasure of asking a dozen top bestselling authors to share their writing tips with me. The authors were each gracious enough to do so and their answers were so doggone interesting that I thought I’d share them with you guys. So here you go, the writing secrets of your favorite authors. First up is Tess Gerritsen.

Please visit Tess at tessgerristen.com.

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I’ve seen the aftermath of a lot of horror during my time on this planet.

I’ve witnessed an execution via the electric chair.

I’ve held the hands of dying people as they took their last breaths.

I’ve seen the carnage when automobiles and their passengers were ripped apart.

I’ve arrested parents who killed their own children.

Murder, dismemberment, rape, strangulation, stabbings, shootings, mangled, ripped, and torn flesh.

And I thought I’d encountered them all—the worst of the worst. Devils in the flesh.

But I was wrong, and that’s because I’d never met Dylann Roof.

I’ll never understand how anyone could detest another person simply because they’re not like him, and with a hatred so strong that he felt compelled to randomly kill decent, loving people. What he did is absolutely beyond comprehension.

Dylann Roof, a common thug, sat in a place of worship for an hour, watching and listening to good people talking about and doing good things, and then stood and shot them as if they were no more than tin cans lined up on a fence rail.

Roof is a thug. A bonafide thug in every sense of the word’s definition—a violent criminal or assassin, and he makes me sick.

*I welcome your comments about the term “thug” and its use, and about the Charleston murders, but please don’t use this site for discussions on racial issues, gun control, politics, and/or religion.

 

 

Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

 

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Officer Sonny Kim, 48

Cincinnati Ohio Police Department

June 19, 2015 – After responding to a 911 call, Officer Sonny Kim was shot and killed during an exchange of gunfire with a suspect.

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Deputy U.S. Marshal Zacarias Toro, 50

United States Marshals Service

June 14, 2015 – Deputy U.S. Marshal Zacarias Toro died of cancer he developed as a result of direct exposure to toxins at the World Trade Center site. Deputy Marshal Toros had been assigned to Ground Zero immediately after 911 as part of a security detail. He is survived by his wife, three sons, a daughter, and his mother.

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Volunteers are a big part of the reason the Writers’ Police Academy is successful. Author Linda Lovely is one of our veteran volunteers, who not only works extremely hard during the Academy but for months in advance helping with chores like registration, newsletters, and the Golden Donut short story contest. This takes away from the time Linda has to promote her own books. So, I’m lending a hand with her Kindle Scout promotion. She submitted LIES, a suspense novel set in 1938, to Amazon’s Kindle Scout program.

If LIES earns enough “nominations” on the site, the odds are good that Amazon will publish and promote the e-book version.

Which brings me to YOU. Here’s the link to check out her novel: https://kindlescout.amazon.com/p/27OEA8N10JKGD If you like the descriptions and the opening chapters, just click on the Nominate button. If Amazon elects to publish LIES, everyone who nominates it will get a FREE ebook. So what do you have to lose? It’s a way to say thank you to a hard working WPA volunteer. e-book version.

Please, please, please support Linda.

Thanks!

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Following a career in PR, Linda Lovely now focuses on her first love—writing crime fiction. LIES, her new 1938 novel, is set in her hometown, Keokuk, Iowa. Her prior books are current-day Marley Clark Mystery novels and Smart Women, Dumb Luck romantic thrillers. She belongs to Sisters in Crime, Romance Writers of America, and International Thriller Writers. She credits her attendance at the Writers’ Police Academy with helping her make all of her mystery/thrillers more accurate and realistic. Plus she says the Academy is some of the most fun a mystery/thriller writer can have and it’s all legal. Linda and her husband live beside a Carolina lake, where she loves to read, swim, and garden, and dream up ways to do away (on paper) with the folks who annoy her.

Crimes against children

 

Kids. So innocent. So loving. And so…well, I believe the Oak Ridge Boys say it best with these few simple words:

When you look down in those trusting eyes

That look to you, you realize

There’s a love that you can’t buy

Thank God for kids…

The ugly truth of the matter is that every day children all over the world are abducted, abused, battered, beaten, raped, and killed. Unfortunately, the dishonor and shame associated with abuse at the hand of a loved one is often so great that victims have a tendency to not report the crimes. As a result, many, if not most, crimes against children remain hidden from public view, and from the eyes of law enforcement officials (only 12% of child abuse cases are reported).

Here’s an indication of just how bad the problem really is. Hold on, because it isn’t pretty.

– Children (under the age of 18) account for 67% of all sexual assault victimizations reported to law enforcement. Remember, many, if not most, cases aren’t reported. 34% of those cases involve children under the age of 12. Children under 6 years account for 14% of all reported cases.

– A little over half of ALL children (530 per 1,000) have experienced a physical assault. Of those children, the highest number of assaults occurred on children between 6 and 12 years of age. 323 per 1,000 are sexually assaulted, and 22 per 1,000 are victims of complete rape.

– 1 in 4 girls is sexually abused before the age of 18.

– 1 in 6 boys is sexually abused before the age of 16.

– The most common age when sexual abuse occurs is between 8 and 12.

– More than 90% of all sexual abuse victims know their attacker. Nearly 50% of the perpetrators live within the same household.

– The U.S. has the highest number of rapes in the world (among the countries that report statistics).

– 74% of all abducted children are murdered within three hours of the kidnapping.

– The average child molester will molest 50 girls before being caught.

– Molesters who target boys will molest 150 victims before being caught. Additionally, he will commit at least 280 sexual crimes during his lifetime.

– Most sexual abuse occurs between the age of 7 and 13.

– Most offenders who assault children are white.

– 2/3 of all offenders who assault children were or had been married, and were more likely to have been victims of child abuse.

So there you have it, the ugly truth that no one wants to talk about.

Why don’t you take a moment to do something nice for your kids today, starting with a hug.

 

 

Sources – FBI, Crimes Against Children Research Center, and The National Sheriff’s Association (Master Deputy Mike Robertson: Crimes Against Children).

* As always, I thank the Oak Ridge Boys for all they do.

*I’ll be traveling for the next several days, therefore my responses to messages may be delayed. Actually, the entire Writers’ Police Academy staff is on the road at the moment. We’re on separate missions in different locations throughout the country, but we’ll soon be back at our desks working on last minute details for what is going to be the the most exciting weekend of your life (unless you’re an astronaut or one of the Flying Wallendas).