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The Cult

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I was tucked away in Alejuela in the coolness of the upper elevations at a place named "TARA HOUSE", a "Gone with the wind" themed establishment and I had the Rhet Butler suit.

6.00am, I'm antsy, uneasy and no immediate support. Back against the wall with a 4ft high concrete partition running along my left side and the entrance is 10ft away. I'm looking at the lower elevation of San Jose, it's a discretionary lawless shit hole...BUT...key authorities are on payroll and we're taken care of, just like our Caribbean factors cops and military and even immigration officials had to be "properly treated" as well as certain "counter elements", walking both sides of the fence is common game in the 3rd world. I'm gonna have a big breakfast because I've got to head south to the Panama border. Out of nowhere comes staggering down the garden path towards me, he's drunk and he's got an outdated S&W .38 revolver tucked into his front waistline, he's holding a bottle of cheap Portuguese wine and he's got his left hand waving all over. My first impulse was one of "I don't need this right now fuck", but he's drunk as hell, one hand tied up with cheap wine and the other hand seemed disconnected from his nervous system, I'm sober, focused, pissed, agitated and in top physical condition, so I resign to the very good possibility that I may have to take this guy out. I braced for a dance but was waiting to see if the guy had backup, (they'll stagger the distance between each other) I've got only seconds to commit to my actions and so far this guy's alone so I'm assuming that I'm not going to ambushed. My plan was simple, I'm going to use the 4ft partition wall for a launching kick to his chest the moment he came through the entrance, my only concern was that I couldn't see the outside behind me because of the wall I'm against but I'm sure there's no additional threats in that area because it's walled in with steep cliff on the outside. I ordered steak and eggs and wasn't on my table yet and I'm seconds away from giving this guy a lethal boot to the solar plexus. He stops and stares at his shitty wine, right there I dropped my guard, this guy is nobody of concern, far from being a "sicario"....then he pisses himself and he's got that .38 sticking out of his pants.

All of a sudden there's a screeching bitchy voice cursing this guy out, it was the waitress with my steak and eggs and she was blasting major shit at this guy as he's standing in the largest puddle of piss that I've ever seen released from one bladder...she was threatening to call the cops and he fucked off...BUT...that fuck head, as drunk as he was, went through a narrow gap in the cliff wall and went downside that steep cliff. Anyone familiar with Centro and South America knows how deep the jungle gorges and canyons are, but he was gone. I just had to ask my doll of a waitress, reddish blonde German/Spanish mix, about 5'10" and a thick build, not fat, thick and well built, fucking gorgeous with neat messy hair that gave her that "freshly fucked look", "what's with guy", she told me that he was "bandito thug", basically a street gang punk one up from the "pirhanas". It could have been a tense situation but it was nothing that would have been directly focused on me.

When conducting "business" in Latin America one always has to be aware that rival entities never give up in their "influential propositions", one may refuse the first or even the second proposition but there's never a third chance. But I/we had a very big ace up the sleeve, our well structured "MC" stuffed with "1%ers", we also have the cops bought off and we're running their bikes.

Im running a Policia Harley Low Rider, my absent buddy is using a 1200 Sportster, fucking C R cops can't ride like us ,they were impressed by the way the gringo handled a bike.

Later that night I get word of a major arrest in Limon on the Caribbean side of C R, it's a bad place, Limon is also our FOB for Cartagena. Now I'm a bit concerned, the only thing keeping me calm is that my sat phone has not wrung, which it would've if there was a problem. Later that evening a communique from a Medellin cartel to the C R government in San Jose warned that if their "people" were not released by noon next day that shit would get real.

NOW THIS IS THE TRUTH...the first thing I thought was "OK, the bust has nothing to do with us", second, "I wonder what Bill Clinton is going to do". We were prepared for a deluge of DEA, US MILITARY AND FBI, POSSIBLY SCOTLAND YARD, it never happened. 11:00hrs next day 3 helicopters land in Limon and a couple dozen heavily armed cartel soldiers unload with weapons leveled and ready to go and I'm thinking holy fuck, and where's my partner. Turned out he was hold up in Panama near the Darian Gap.

Long story short, by noon next day the C R government released the cartel members and Slick Willy did nothing, no FBI, DEA etc but CIA is everywhere, we've always been onto them...RCMP began their focus on the Centro American factor right around 98/99 but they were everywhere in the Caribbean and Scotland Yard has a major role outside of MI6 as well. But the 1st World did nothing. That's the state of the "War on Drugs". But the method of stealthy logistics we employed was one designed by us and was extensively efficient from 1986 - 99, we had them all fooled, even in the Caribbean operation we had canning and bottling plants under contract with us. Then in 1998 into 99 talks were underway and by 2000 the "great patch over" transpired...now "81" was the ruling MC...and I couldn't do fuck all about it except play the game or nobly discontinue, normally one doesn't get a choice...I played along until I decided to cut loose 7years ago.
DON'T EVER BELIEVE THAT THE WAR ON DRUGS IS LEGITIMATE...the only legitimate element was our organization and operation...

AND THAT'S THE TRUTH .

My sun is still a ways above the horizon, but it's sinking into a long evening.

I've tramped over a lot of ground, met many good people and have seen much more than I was consciously aware of...until now. Sure I've got regrets but without my past I wouldn't be who I am today.

Would I change the past if I had the power within me to do so, or if that change was granted to me?
I think not. There's a reason for the past, without everything that it consists of there would be nothing to endear, nothing to learn from, and an endless "Journey" without a compass.

There does come a time in life where one resigns to the road they've traveled and the wheels no longer turn...but I'm leaving the keys in the ignition just in case.
Journey...FAITHFULLY
https://inv.nadeko.net/watch?v=OMD8hBsA-RI

...history is about to be made. The 1st ever celestial cat fight, the guerre du galaxy, the maidens of mayhem or sluts in space, however one chooses to label this mission the fact remains that it's a waste of money. Expectations will be soured.

What I thought was a shard of chicken bone lodged in my gum was in fact a sharp strand of cartilage. The swelling got so bad and painful this morning it was "nerve" racking...BUT...it was due to the body's reaction to a foreign object. When the swelling blew out the strand protruded through the skin and I was able to yank it with tweezers.

I'm glad to inform everyone that I am back to my kind hearted self. To all who wished me a protracted period of misery and agony, I forgive you...BUT...the second time around, "Rome will not be as merciful"....my fellow OPs, we can argue in peace.

NOTE...@PostWallHelena has been proscribed, it is the duty of all Special Ed OPs to sully her status with multi syllable words of slanderous repute...just don't throw her into the arena yet, the bellies of the beasts are still full from the feast of Janus.

CARTILAGE DELENDA EST

...a candle light vigil with a box of thumbtacks and a rubber chicken would really highlight your support.

A faggot Ukraine sympathizer with intent to assassinate Trump gets busted for procuring a rocket launcher in jewkraine...YET niggers in Jamaica were able to acquire an RPG 5years ago. And that's not all they had/have and all from Cuba. How is it that a dumb low IQ nigger can do it without drawing fed heat yet a "competing race" can't because of incompetence?

Oh, that Routhe faggot is dumber than a nigger, it requires a very sophisticated network of units that individually specialize in a specific logistical area including maritime movements...all major airborne loads of
contraband are fed facilitated.

I'd like to know if this faggot was enticed (entrapped) into doing something so stupid as this.

The (((well poisoners))) have the word NAZI right in their race taxonomy yet nobody gets it. The slang label "nazi" originates from the New York jews, ie schiff, warburgh, untermeyer etc.

Jews are professional accusers, liars with no competition and always attack from the shadows.

I too hate NAZIS.

...///How fast could you distinguish between a real gun and a replica?///...

Liberals really are fucking stupid, that retarded question shows that the liberal mind is incapable of functioning under immediate tension requiring an immediate, precise response. That question makes them dead already.
The proper answer is, "in a split second after I remove it from the hands of the dead guy"...if I don't see two clean hands then I assume one hand has a weapon and any movement contrary to my liking is an attack that will have a fatal outcome.

Fake or otherwise, I'm not waiting to find out while it's being leveled at me...and if it turns out that the firearm is fake then that's one less retarded burden for society to have to put up with.

Idiots don't realize that when the game includes a firearm the rules change...the 1st rule being "there are no rules".

...when I state that men should start "dragging women by the hair again" (and they will love you for it)...I FUCKING WELL MEAN IT.

But I'm not advocating violence against {a good woman}, society's problem is rooted in the corruption of the female mind. This corruption is borne of the ✡️...they need to be dragged too, but not by the hair. Note...ensure that there's at least a half tank of gas/diesel when initiating a vehicular pulling of rope.

This decree was issued by Napoleon after (((they))) exploited his benevolent decision to live in France free of persecution. After heeding calls from the citizenry to fix the jewish problem he met personally with jewish leaders to clarify the situation, after which he became so disgusted with their attitude and demeanor (towards the Gentile) that he issued the decree.

But this is washed out of history by (((those))) who've subverted and control academia.

SHOULD CANADIANS IN KANASTAN BE REFUSED PARTICIPATION IN VOAT?

Another crack in the factious pane of North American relations caused by government stone throwers, as usual, and so many (delirious) people here don't get it.

It's impossible to live in a glass house when the landlord's pockets are stuffed with stones, there's never a day when we're able to walk on a floor without broken glass. The government landlords chose to be guided by the ✡️ where everyday life consists of conflict and argument, both internally and externally. The jew loves to see anxiety and anger between neighbors...the retards here in Kanastan don't see it and those who do see it, and want an end to it, are demonized, marginalized and categorized as American stooges. Even US Customs doesn't see it and are quick to label one an "undesirable" based upon unproven accusations of "hateful incitement towards America", incitement that was planted by Kanastan government of which I was a target.

America has been a very big part of my life, that is until I was attacked 4years ago on multiple fronts from my own government, the muslum brotherhood and antifa.

And now the present day mess.

In short, if I am supposed be a target for retaliation because of where I live well then so be it, I can't change that...I have no use for this country and America has no use for me, my roots are in the Russian Empire and I should have repatriated 30years ago like some of my family did but I was 2nd in charge of a world renowned crane company that was based in America...and also I had a 2nd life of subcultural existence that included many American bros. All of that is in the past.

I can only watch as stones are hurling without conscience or care of consequences, the biggest consequence being the mutual flames of hate that are impossible to suppress.

Personally I don't give a fuck anymore because this mess, in all it's entirety, is going to adversely effect all of us regardless of what side of the border one is on.

I have no emotional ties to anything anymore and have no issues whatsoever with distancing myself from an adversity of which I did not orchestrate.

So...serious questions need to be answered