tobala
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^^^^ Well the cops here need their snitch network, and you can't maintain a snitch network if all you have to offer a stool pigeon is a break off a 2-, 3-, or 5-year sentence.
The 20-30 year sentences for non-violent LSD offenses are a testament to LE's inability to catch an aardvark crawling out of a paper bag, let alone something that requires real sleuthing.
So imbeciles like Sanger grow their hair, put on a tye-dyed t-shirt, and learn words like "groovy" and "far out" in an attempt to "infiltrate" a "psychedelic distribution network."
Reading between the lines of the above article, they wind up at a "barter fair" where anyone with at least one remaining unincinerated brain cell will see them for the sniveling pigs that they are and avoid them like the swine flu.
But after enough attempts at throwing shit against the wall, one turd will stick in the form of a burnout who agrees to sell them a blotter, a mushroom, or a joint. When they drag him to the station house, they threaten him with 30 years in the slam, so in order to avoid that he gives up his sister's husband who is also his brother.
When they arrest that guy, they tear his house apart and find a computer with a few visits to the "Llama Tribe" website. At which point "Colombo" Sanger puts two and two together and calls up the Bonner County Bee to tell them that he has single-handedly dismantled a distribution network that "supplies 90% of the acid sold in the West." Because hey, who can disprove him, or rather who even wants to?
It's not like anyone will check his story to see if he's telling fibs so he can look like a hotshot, maybe get some chicks who would normally not give him the time of day because he's a small-time schmuck in a small-time town. But it's pretty clear from his comments that he doesn't know shit about where acid comes from or how it gets distributed, and he certainly hasn't caught anyone who can manage to smoke pot in the high school parking lot without getting popped, let alone distribute LSD to half the country.
The 20-30 year sentences for non-violent LSD offenses are a testament to LE's inability to catch an aardvark crawling out of a paper bag, let alone something that requires real sleuthing.
So imbeciles like Sanger grow their hair, put on a tye-dyed t-shirt, and learn words like "groovy" and "far out" in an attempt to "infiltrate" a "psychedelic distribution network."
Reading between the lines of the above article, they wind up at a "barter fair" where anyone with at least one remaining unincinerated brain cell will see them for the sniveling pigs that they are and avoid them like the swine flu.
But after enough attempts at throwing shit against the wall, one turd will stick in the form of a burnout who agrees to sell them a blotter, a mushroom, or a joint. When they drag him to the station house, they threaten him with 30 years in the slam, so in order to avoid that he gives up his sister's husband who is also his brother.
When they arrest that guy, they tear his house apart and find a computer with a few visits to the "Llama Tribe" website. At which point "Colombo" Sanger puts two and two together and calls up the Bonner County Bee to tell them that he has single-handedly dismantled a distribution network that "supplies 90% of the acid sold in the West." Because hey, who can disprove him, or rather who even wants to?
It's not like anyone will check his story to see if he's telling fibs so he can look like a hotshot, maybe get some chicks who would normally not give him the time of day because he's a small-time schmuck in a small-time town. But it's pretty clear from his comments that he doesn't know shit about where acid comes from or how it gets distributed, and he certainly hasn't caught anyone who can manage to smoke pot in the high school parking lot without getting popped, let alone distribute LSD to half the country.