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Posted on 05/19/2015 5:24:21 AM PDT by rellimpank
Where’s Lefty?
I read that article and the author sounds a little biased to me. This happened what, 2 days ago? They haven’t filtered through all the evidence yet. It’s supposition (or wishful thinking) on the authors part.
I’ll wait for the official report
The tl;dr version. The biker gang The Cossacks, which seems somewhat affiliated with the Hells Angels, decided to do a hostile takeover of Texas, which is the biker gang The Banditos territory.
Traditionally, the Hells Angels and the Banditos are bitter rivals.
Listing of the major gangs, via the Department of Just Us.
http://www.justice.gov/criminal/ocgs/gangs/motorcycle.html
5 1/2 “ - That’s pretty decent
As you should. But you should also be aware that this claim has been made. I normally side with the police, but if there is any truth to this claim at all, it needs to be taken seriously.
I hope that if there is anything to this claim, the coroner won't omit presenting culpable evidence just because they work with the police.
I'm really interested in hearing what caliber of weapons the dead were killed with. If they all turn out to be 5.56, then I shall certainly sit up and take notice. I would find it hard to imagine that many bikers carry 5.56 mm handguns, and I doubt they were carrying rifles.
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—he’s right there beside Rudolpho Fierro-—
In high school, I had to kick out my Bandido roommate, for being a violent coward.
I must have played Born to be Wild 1,000,000 times. If the HA’s wanted it played every other song we did. They would pay a decent rock band $500 back in 1978 to play a party. That was great money. Just don’t touch the girls....until given permission.....
But we had no allusions about were we where. When you are done playing. Leave. Hunter S. Thompson found out the hard way. No matter how much you think they like you. You are NOT one of them. Your bike and your HA tattoos belong to the chapter. yes, you must give the tattoos back if you leave the HA’s.......
I am in a bike club, the VCLG. (Vespa Club Los Gatos)
When we pull into a bar with our 50 year old ‘grocery getters’ the Harley guys love it.
Very few of those guys are hard cases, but they(and we)look out for our own.
I like to think of our group as ‘hecks angels’.
I normally side with the police too. What gives me pause is how the author says they were all killed by police probably before all the autopsies have been completed. That’s why it’s nothing more than speculation based on what someone said, IMO.
I’m curious to know how many handguns were recovered in the parking lot.
Is Rudolpho (Rodolfo) Fierro the guy standing on the left in the photo? And so is Lefty the one next to him sitting, with the white thing on his head?
Actually Townes Van Zandt put a lot of himself in the song he wrote.
You weren’t your mama’s only boy,
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye,
Sank into your dreams.
All this is true of Townes. He started sniffing glue as a child and never stopped with the drugs until he was dead at 52. A number of folks feel that his capability of writing folk music was comparable to Bob Dylan.
yep to both questions?
Texas Penal Code Chpt. 46:
http://www.statutes.legis.state.tx.us/Docs/PE/htm/PE.46.htm
(6) “Illegal knife” means a:
(A) knife with a blade over five and one-half inches;
(B) hand instrument designed to cut or stab another by being thrown;
(C) dagger, including but not limited to a dirk, stiletto, and poniard;
(D) bowie knife;
(E) sword; or
(F) spear.
Coincidentally, regarding my growing up in 1960s in the Manhattan neighborhood where the Hells Angels (still) have a club, I saw some of them hanging out in front sniffing glue. And they weren't exactly 'kids', but grown men in their 30s or 40s. This was in the late 60s, or early 70s. They also harassed a biker friend of my brother's who made the mistake of walking his disabled Harley "Trike" (customized 3-wheeler chopper) down their block. They grabbed hold of the 'sissy' bar (that's what it was called) and wouldn't let him go until they gave him a good talking to about going down that block.
I think he’s livin’ in a cheap motel.
Livin’ on the road my friend
Is gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath is hard as kerosene
You weren’t your mama’s only boy
Her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said
Good-bye, sank to your dreams
Pancho was a bandit boy
His horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Pancho met his match, you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dyin’ word
Oh but that’s the way it goes
chorus:
All the Federales, they say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness I suppose
Lefty he can’t sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down South
Ended up in Lefty’s mouth
The day they lay poor Pancho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
There ain’t nobody knows
chorus:
All the Federales they say
We could have had him any day
We only let him slip away
Out of kindness I suppose
Ivanna:
The poets tell how Poncho fell
And Lefty’s livin’ in a cheap hotel
The desert’s quiet, Cleveland’s cold
And so the story ends we’re told
Pancho needs your prayers, it’s true
Save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do
And now he’s growin’ old
chorus:
All the Federales, they say
We could have had him any day
They only let him go so long
Out of kindness I suppose
A few gray Federales, they say
Could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness I suppose
Songwriters
KRISTOFFERSON, KRISTOFFER
Willie Nelson, Merle Haggard - Pancho And Lefty: Lyrics
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