Lost cries from the Emerald Triangle by Paul Allih

Author:Paul Allih
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: drug war, american and canadian history, marijuana, government corruption, conspiracy theory political conspiracy freemasonry occult adult theme
Publisher: Paul Allih

Hours have passed me by as I try to keep a leash on my emotions. The writing helps, but the effect is starting to wear thin. It’s five in the afternoon now and I am working my way through a bottle of Scotch. I don’t remember ever drinking as much as I have been over the last couple of days. Of course given the situation, weakness is just a moot point. I’m sure no one can blame me for trying to find a mental escape while being physically trapped. After all, Charles Bukowski described drinking as “a great symphony”—I know it definitely takes the edge off.

We listened to Lambert’s show earlier and he claimed to have his own informants stalking around at the beginning of our street. Supposedly they are lurking around the press tents and talking to some of the protestors. He said one of his people reported hearing gunfire yesterday and the press reported them as being “warning shots”. I can only guess, but I figure this was when they shot Maggie May through the front door.

Lambert also said he is looking into who the cartel members are. He then went into a discussion about how the U.S. Government has used undercover agents to sell drugs and illegal arms only to arrest people low on the totem pole. It feels good to have someone on your side, a voice over the airwaves that reaches others. Regardless of how crazy he may be. I am doing the best I can to be positive about his whole thing, but I can’t help but feel like I am a pariah.

Breaking out our can openers, Danny and I munched our way through some cold raviolis for dinner while Cal ate some form of beef stew. Once again, we failed to get Liz to come out of the room. She refused our offer of dinner, screaming incoherencies at the top of her lungs from the bedroom sanctuary. Shrieking her cries of madness, I turned on the radio to drown her out so we could eat our processed shit in peace. While trying to block her out, I hoped that this outburst would help her in some way. Like I said, I am trying to be positive.

When night fall came, some of the agents and soldiers outside became loud. They started throwing, what sounded like rocks at the house while carrying on like drunks. Thumps pummeled the roof and thuds smacked from the walls. Some of them yelled things like “Come out and play!” Danny was scared, shaking he asked, “Daddy, what are they doing?”

I looked him in the eyes and told him “Son, don’t be afraid—they are just tossing rocks.”

“But why are they screaming at us?”

“They are trying to scare us—but we aren’t going to let them win are we?” He hesitated to answer and then I looked at him a little bit stronger,” are we?”

“No… we won’t”, he answered as he looked down at his feet.

“That’s right!” I said before giving him a hug.

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