400 Dogs Seized in US Dog Fighting Bust

Fucks me! Have ye heard about this? Plug " Missouri dog fighting " into Google News. Jesus! They reckon it's been the biggest bust in US history. I think we'd have heard about a bigger one by now, no?

Seems they now have up to 400 Dogs, mainly Pit Bulls, locked up in a warehouse. They're crying out for volunteers to come help with their day to day care. I mean, imagine it? Four Hundred ready to go Pit Bulls?! Jesus christ; One slip and things would get 'Emotional', as the great man would say.

Seems they have 'Green Areas' to exercise the pooches. Can ye imaging that? Five. Ten. Twenty at a time? Each walker having to time their coming out the door just right. Everyone having to keep ten foot between them and the next guy. That's got to make for one tense situation. It's not like they're walking Greyhounds, in loads of six at a time, is it? That place must be run like fucking Broadmoor!

I know what I'm talking about too. I live with One Dog who can't ever be allowed to get at the other three. So, Every Day it's chain Him up. Put Them in there. Shut that door. Lock that door. Shut this door. Open that cage. Bring her out. Open that door ~ where are the horses? If they're in view, watch it! Stay absolutely focused and alert for as long as she wants to snuffle about in my compound. Then guide her back, past le Ding, and send her back into her cage.

That's stressful. If each worker there has to do that five, ten times a day? Fuck. No wonder they only ask ye to come for a week. Ye'd be mentally strung out by the end of it. And that's when ye could make a mistake. I wouldn't know about 'Organised' Dog Fights. But it's sure as hell no fun when it goes off and you're the only bastard there. No good just standing there, wishing it wasn't happening.

And now they have to 'Evaluate' all these Dogs. This I find sad. Because the 'experts' doing this will only have their own experience and thus limitations to work with. One Dog hits the fence when they come near its pen? That Dog'll be marked down to die. Dog shows obvious signs of wanting (Needing) to go, when it sees another Dog? That Dog will die too.

This is doubly sad. Because God could turn those Dogs around. He could save them. Turn them into perfect little Doggy citizens and send them off to happy and safe lives. Only those sort of people don't like to talk to the likes of God. They think they know it all already. So they have what they can't handle killed.

I'll tell ye about God, one of these days. I'm proud to say he's a friend of mine. Lives in Illinois, so he's actually not that far, in the scheme of things, from where this has all gone down. Who knows?

But, how did they come to round up Four Hundred Dogs? This is where it gets surreal! They're saying some fucking idiot who's been bang at it for Twelve Years turned Super Grass, two or three years back! This guy's been vouching for under cover agents and introducing them to his 'friends'! Getting them invited along to proper Matches, the whole fucking deal!

Now, in my time I've got about as close to the game, perfectly legitimately and openly, as a man could do, without getting my hands dirty. I knew who and what was what ~ information freely given, under complete trust. Only, I made my notes perfectly openly. I was told names to write down. Even shown photo's and introduced to the people. Because I was working for Them.

As it happens, my own guide had been involved for ten years himself. He was a very well known Face. The point I'm trying to make here is that, had He been 'bent' or had I, god forbid, have been prepared to betray his trust in me? FFS! Either of our lives wouldn't have been worth shit! I mean; The people in that game Know who the Faces are. It's not like this grass can now walk amongst them saying, " I wonder who that grass is?! "

And this is what I find so mind boggling. What in gods name ever possessed this guy to do that?! I mean, it's not quite like the fucking Mafia. Ye want to quit the game? Ye sell up ye Dogs and sit watching tv. Answer the phone and say no, sorry, ye don't fancy it any more. The wife's breaking ye balls and ye decided to leave it. It happens. People accept it.

But why the fuck go round setting up the people ~ and their Dogs ~ who ye've shared that absolute bond of trust with, for over a fucking decade? What in hell happened inside that guys mind that he couldn't just walk away. Couldn't even just settle some personal score with someone else, or what ever. He decided to spend two years and more, going to great lengths, stiching up so many people. Why?

That, to me, is at the very heart of this story. What The Fuck happened there?!