In the vast criminal underworld, cartels reign supreme; get the full scope of global drug trafficking networks from notorious kingpins down to lowly street pushers.
Who was Adolfo Constanzo, the narcosatanic of Matamoros
April 9, 1989. Matamoros police storm Rancho Santa Elena. The 110 kilos of marijuana found there are the least of the problems, inside there is an iron cauldron that gives off a stench that is impossible to breathe. Inside there is dried blood, a human brain, cigarette butts, forty empty bottles of liquor, machetes, garlic and a roasted turtle.
How Pablo Escobar Spent His Billions
Most of us have dreamed about what we’d do if we had a lot of money. Buy a fancy car. Buy a mansion with an enormous swimming pool. Send our parents on a trip to Paris.
China plane crash: One damaged 'black box’ found, details about pilots released
China Eastern Airline: The plane - a Boeing 737-800 - crashed in China's Guangxi region on Monday, killing every one of the 132 ready.
52 Lock Up: The Loss of Shad Rock Thyrion
Welcome back to 52 Lock Up, I am your Appletini Cadma of Bitten Apple TV. 52 lock up is a series I started to talk about one of my biggest passions of true crime. A new episode on every Cadmaniac Monday for 52 Mondays. Hope you guys enjoy, be sure to comment feedback, like and subscribe. And just in case for those curious, viewer discretion is advised.
After a long 10 years on the Wyoming State Patrol force and spending the last year helping to bring down a huge contraband cartel, Laramie decided he had enough of looking over his shoulder.
The pop off.
Written by Knightshade Leone Apropos of absolutely nothing but this morning I walk out of the supermarket with an arm full of skinny rectangular boxes of overly priced gluten free macaroni and cheese. Just before I get to my car I peel off one of the thin plastic food service gloves I wear to make groceries nowadays and before I can reach into my back pocket for my keys something catches my eyes and ears.
The oil cartel
The oil cartel is at it again. Yes, you read that right - "cartel". A cartel, as defined by the Organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development (OECD), is when firms create a formal agreement to "raise or fix prices and to reduce output in order to increase profits." In this case, we're talking about the Organization of the Petroleum Exporting Countries (OPEC).
A savior on Wings
Javier trod through the muddy jungle path, one hand on his holster and the other one firmly grasping his captive by the shoulder as they walked through mud, over rotting trees older than some of the countries on the continent, and through clouds of mosquitos thicker than the fog that would occasionally settle over Rio, making it impossible to see 2 feet in front of one’s self and hiding the Cristo Redentor statue in the mist. I’d much rather actual clouds than these biting bastards, Javier thought to himself as he temporarily let go of the man’s shoulder to swat at yet another buzzing formation. He tried to keep his mind off of his task, for, while it wasn’t anywhere near the first time Javier had had to take someone down the jungle path, it still left a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach anyhow. I shouldn’t be so soft. This shit has to be done. He stole from us, and now he’s gonna learn what the price for that is. It’s not my fault he was stupid enough to get himself caught. Still, despite trying to harden himself with these thoughts, when Javier felt the intermittent shudders of the blindfolded and bound man in front of him, it was hard not to want to be sick.
In Mexico, the cartels are running the politicians. Presidente Andrés Manuel López Obrador has committed to a “non-confrontation policy.” The money generated from the various fractured gangs, which number in the mid hundreds, comes from attacking cartels that sell drugs like fentanyl.
El Toro Rojo
Retirement can be a curse. It leaves you energetic and busy with things to do or you slowly wither on the vine and die. Which brings me back here, to Moss Landing. The place where, in a sense, I was made.
Chop Shop King
Dad was an artist about his work. He of course had to go spot his next job. I might make it seem easy, but believe me each job you would think was mission impossible. Dad would actually create tools to make the jobs possible. How did he get by with so many job's for so many years? He was the master at it all. Year's of practice, fine tuning his thoughts with each job. I remember one job he cut three air tanks into to shorten the air tanks from previous truck's. To make it easier to carry each one. Before long we had like ten homemade tank's around the property. He got the time down to give minutes or less. To be standing in front of a truck to driving it away. In this type of business time is the key to getting away clean. See none of us ever got caught while doing a job. Seriously three truck's a week for seven year's, five year's, even in Delaware.
Listening to the water lap away at the edge of the lawn as the wind caresses my face. I can only smile. We did it. WE DID IT! We saved one more. This one was a little bit harder to handle for me. I knew Samantha’s grandmother personally. She was a friend, family. I had stood and looked her in the eye and promised to be there for her granddaughter. I will not stop now. Right now, I want to just sit here. Inhale the sweet scent of nature and good wine. Tomorrow will come soon enough, and I’ll fight more idiots then.