Saturday, June 22, 2013

Skilling Buys Freedom In Crooked Country

"Washington (dpa) - A U.S. judge on Friday decreased by 10 years the sentence of disgraced former Enron chief executive Jeffrey Skilling as part of a deal with the Justice Department that will see him pay $42 million to victims of the energy company's collapse"

This guy engineered a fraud that cost people 2 billion in employee pensions and rendered worthless $60 billion in Enron stocks.(except for the $100 million that Skilling conveniently sold before it was determined to be worthless) he defrauded everyone. lied about it, fought it and still managed to only get a 24 year sentence for ruining the savings of an entire generation of utilities workers and teachers in California who had their pensions invested in Enron. Now he's only on the hook for 14 years....and he's served 7 so far (since he managed to avoid prison FOR 5 YEARS AFTER HIS CRIMES!!). If I broke into the homes of 10,000 people and stole everything they owned and then used their money to pay crooked lawyers to reduce my sentence then there is something obviously corrupt with that. The excuse is that since he has the money to drag out litigation of what he really owes he managed to leverage the corruption of our justice department against itself because he could technically break the bank as his victims tried to be repaid. But it doesn't take a genius to read between the lines to find out who the judge was who quickly agreed to this travesty. "U.S. District Judge Sim Lake III  was appointed as a judge on the U.S. District Court's Southern District of Texas in 1988 by President Ronald Reagan."
The crooked snakes always protect their own split tongue brethren.


dedicated to Gumshoe...another cowboy at heart. This song was written by a woman, Sharon Vaughn, which goes to show you women understand men better than men understand themselves. I heard it on the radio on the way back from a well head and declared, "That's a good song." IT was so good they made a movie based off it.
My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys.


how many more years do I have to sing this song before I do it right? The cowboy hat helps. Shirtless and broken. dedicated to Poncho, who shared the expense of buying my first beater car that took me to the border. I named the car Poncho after this song...because I was romantic and hopeful of romance, dreaming of pretty hookers but winding up in a truck driver's fantasy. Life has more than met my demands.
Another song Willie Nelson performed that was written by another, in this case Townes Van Zant. He spelled the name like Pancho, but I can not spell so I named my car after a blanket with a hole cut in it.


All it took was a cowboy hat and indirect lightning to make this song work for me. dedicated to truck drivers, gay or straight.. FYI: I have been from Tuscon (AZ) to Tucumcari (NM), Tehachapie (CA) to Tonopah (NV). I've also been to TOK (AK) and Toronto (Canada) to Topolobampo (MX). Lowell George, the writer, toured enough to know what he was talking about. Go check out Linda Ronstadt's cover of this song if you want a professional version. I am a simple telemetry technician living the dream in the Texas oil field after 20 years of vagabond rambling and gambling with my fate. I've had weed, whites, and wine...dreamed of Dallas Alice, and had my head stoved in but I'm still on my feet. I'm still willin'. (Can I vainly admit that I LOVE living in a place where most men wear hats like mine. Nobody looks at me funny.)
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