I truly hate it when crap that I’ve written about happens (again)…
This is part of a chapter from The Grey Man- Partners.
After dinner and catching up, Clay and the old man were enjoying a piece of pie and a cup of coffee, when Trooper Wilson walked in, along with Sergeant Michaels. They took the table next to them and quickly ordered, then Wilson turned, “Captain, it’s good to see you up and about. I hear you are back on duty.”
“Michelle, Mike. Yep, back on full duty and playing catch up. Y’all been busy?”
Wilson shrugged and Michaels laughed, “It’s early yet, Captain. You know how Fridays can get around here. It’ll either be feast or famine. I’m kinda hoping for famine.”
Wilson chimed in, “Hey Sarge, you only have to follow-up the paperwork. Us grunts are out here doing the work. And famine would be nice. I’ve been getting writer’s cramp lately with all the tickets we’ve been writing.”
Clay and the old man both chuckled, and Clay asked, ‘Michelle, what are you doing up here? You usually run ten, not twenty.”
Michelle smiled, “Catering to my boss,” pointing to Michaels, “He’s going off and I’ve got an hour before I actually go on. So I’m sucking up.”
Mike Michaels spit coffee laughing at that, and started a retort when a panting disheveled truck driver came running over, “Officer, there’s something in the parking lot you gotta see. I think there’s a problem.”
All four of them jumped up and followed the driver, catching bits and pieces of what he was saying, “IDC trucks… Hand… Ain’t movin’…”
Coming around the last row of trucks, they looked up and sure enough, there was a hand sticking out of the vent door at the top of one of the IDC truck’s trailer.
That chapter was based on the 2003 incident that took nineteen lives, and I hoped that incident had put an end to that crap, but yesterday it happened AGAIN! This time in San Antonio, link HERE.
I cannot fathom how desperate people must be to pay the $5-7000 to be smuggled across the border then stuffed in a semi-trailer. What is absolutely worse, is the coyotes who do this crap, not caring whether those people live or die, since they’ve gotten their money up front.
I can only offer up prayers for those who died (again), the LEOs and fire rescue that had to work that scene, and hope that some of the survivors are willing to drop a dime on the coyotes who killed those people. As far as I’m concerned, this is one of those cases where the Biblical eye for an eye would be appropriate. Lock the coyotes in a same kind of trailer, for the same length of time, in the same temperatures. If they survive, they go to prison. If not, too bad, so sad.
If we had a real border, and real enforcement, these people would still be alive, probably still in Mexico, but alive. I find it ironic that all the media focus is on the truck driver, NOT the coyotes who perpetrated this horror…
Have we become so inured to these kinds of death that they don’t even move us? Or is it the fact that they aren’t anyone we know? Or is it because no one wants to speak up, knowing the SJWs and their ilk will somehow blame US for this?