I was born in the country side,my mother moved to California when I was about two years old but we would go back to visit the family in the country side.As a kid I would compare the country side to California,even though the country side had big land to run free,California was the place for a little boy like me.as a little boy every day was an adventure with my friends,there's a knock on the front door and it's Michael and Marcel on the way to school.as we walk to school the adventure of the day began for us six graders,oh it's so much trouble to get into on the way to school,not real trouble just kid trouble,such as setting car alarms off and running away or standing in front of a city bus tying our shoe laces for about a minute.I remember finding a one dollar bill on the ground on the way to school one day,my friend Marcel and I bought two honey buns and two sodas all that with one buck! being a poor kid in America is a blessing because the kids on the other side of the tracks didn't have what we had and that was freedom.I believe in freedom, God,your spouse, your parents and the judge of the court is the only obedience.America has changed her underwear,there's a old saying, "she change boyfriends like she change her underwear" the country I grew up in is so different now,I am trying to understand and relate to her but it's like kicking a dead horse and then saying "gettie up!" I remember the I love Lucy show, Friday the 13th movies,today's television and movies are not like they used to be the movie fifty shades of grey is nothing but the movie nine and a half weeks.in this country of America we have many freedoms,the freedom of choice,this means if you choose to eat your socks for breakfast don't get upset because someone else chose not to share your decision,freedom of speech,this means if Joe says a joke to Pete and Pete LAUGH but Bob get upset at Pete for laughing,if Pete like that kind of speech let Pete enjoy it and if Joe like speaking that way let Joe tell his JOKE and Bob you can do just that, "Bob away". America has changed her underwear,and to be honest I like the old dirty stinky ones before.this new America every body is angry,bring back Woodstock ,come back Michael Jackson, hey yeah the two live crew! The rolling stones! I tell you this, radio super star howard stern was off the hook back in the days when America wore stinky underwear,but you see what happens when America change her underwear,even Eddie Murphy has second thoughts on stand up comedy.there's a movie called cooley high,it's a movie that is written very well, another movie that needs some credit is Saturday night fever,you need to"become a part of the story and you then you will understand the storytelling of the writer.as I write this blog I look back at the pass and look towards the future of me watching America change her underwear but you are welcome to join me dancing in America old underwear.
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(GLOW IN THE DARK EYES)
when I completed college/school, a job was waiting for me, I had a short career as a investigator and still have nightmares today..the investigation company I worked for was owned by a police officer, that had about a hundred employees,sometimes I would work alone and sometimes I would work on a team of investigators and sometimes I would work in the office..investigators work is not fun,that's why I get out of investigation career and choose to work at a lower rank,to pay off my student loans.
being a investigator you need to have a strong stomach, because human beings are discussing I can not share with you some of the things I have witnessed with my own eyes..investigators use plants and decoys,and I have been both many of times, what is a plant?.... a plant is a person put in a place for some reason to gather information or knowledge or facts..what is a decoy? a decoy is used for smoke and mirrors effects..my investigation boss was successful and very serious about winning..winning court cases.he wanted to win for his clients at all costs.. I wanted to be a ventriloquist and being a investigator was very opposite of being in show business..I mean we would interview witnesses and the details of the stories would make you vomit,writing the report of a crime scene are things you can't unsee, taking photos,then looking for clues and evidence in the photos over and over,watching a video of a plant being brutally raped over and over, discovering so many dead bodies in so many odd places.. in California the public have no clue how many sexual predictors Roam free, one case of
a sexual predictor truck driver and watching him is all part of the career of investigation,let's talk about the sexual predictor truck driver,my boss wanted to win this case badly and he did,the truck driver would pick up transsexuals at truck stops and torture them in his truck for days, then let them go free, sometimes he would haunt down the same one to torture, and one of them died from his torture, I remember one of the victim friend said in a interview we did "he finally killed that girl", I kept thinking about that statement, "he finally killed that girl" I am angry even today about that statement.I don't care if you're addicted to drugs,I don't care if you are a transsexual no one have a right to torture you or take your life,I am angry because the friend thinks it's normal to be tortured and killed by a truck driver.....the truck driver was convicted and was given life in prison without the possibility of
parole and stamped with serial predictor in our investigation file,the truck driver said it was an accidental death,he said it was all fun and games with the transsexual lot lizards, on the witness stand the truck driver would laugh and smile while he spoke,because in his mind those transsexual lot lizards were the trash of society and no one cared about them,his wife and kids also speak on his behalf on the witness stand, but my boss investigation team showed the wife and kids daddy true sick identity when he's far far away from home, his travel went from state to state,the photos from the investigation of inside his truck looks like a home away from home, you could live inside for many days with out going outside,people in the neighborhood would walk pass that truck parked on the side of the street or parked in a shopping center parking lot not having a clue that people were being brutally tortured inside.
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( THE WORM)
Fresh out of investigation school on to a real job,sitting in a abandoned house with a team of investigators for a briefing on a mission we are about to go on,my boss is there but the leading investigator is a older African American woman called OLD TIMER, she's been working as a investigator most her life,I learned a lot from her.
The team put a ear Mic in my ear, putting a bulletproof vest on me,I was the "worm on a hook" I am chosen to be the worm because I am a young,very young black male and black males make easy targets..the mission was to go fishing, catch fish,my boss said his police friends are in marked cars, so my job was to dangle on the hook and wiggle on the hook...so I walk pass a group of gang members on the opposite side of the street, about three men "hey puto!" the gang members shout to me.. in my ear Mic "make eye contact and quickly look away then walk fast" I make eye contact with the very dangerous looking gang members in this dirty neighborhood,and walk faster,the gang members begin to follow me shouting that they're going to kill me,their voices are heard in my ear Mic and being recorded,in my ear Mic I am told to look like I am afraid,I did something where the investigation team started laughing, because they are watching in a distance, the gang members begin to give chase.. all I heard in my ear Mic from many voices was hook line! hook line! hook line! and I ran away as fast as I could..the mission was a success, my boss just could not stop smiling, he was very happy.
'THE NATURE OF EYES'
as a very young investigator I sometimes worked in my boss vault, when a investigator is in the vault it's because he is working on top secret information outside the file room, you need a key and a pass code and permission from a ranking investigator of the company to enter,also many camera's and audio recording devices.
my boss vault made other investigation companies look like preschool children by
the knowledge of investigation and content of information on society.....in the vault there were computers, there were video tapes, and disc...
my boss had information on human beings from the homeless to the state governors..why? because knowledge is power and because information is money,people pay for information such as lawyers,spouses,media,etc,my boss had files on his friends that were police officers, and even me, all my traffic valuations, even yes my favorite food "you really like chili cheese fries" my boss said to me, so one day I was in the vault and I found a file on me, wow! nothing bad just information if they want to copy me...but there are files on court reporters, parking lot attendants,also even many other investigation companies, and these are files with a dollar logo on them,photos of the mayor's wife, photos of many front desk employees at the los Angeles international airport...videos of suspects...audio recording of live 911 calls.......I sit as a young ventriloquist/writer in the vault looking around wishing to have my own vault full of comedy material and content....my boss was in the criminal justice business and he was smart very smart, in meetings he would ask us questions like "how do you see the unnatural with natural eyes,bring me my answer in twenty four hours"..
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