I was about to buy a Subaru instead of a truck.

Good on gas. Good in snow. The salesman had a very calm voice. I had more or less decided.

Then I mentioned it to Tony's wife at their daughter's soccer game.

She did not say "don't." She said, "Okay."

Then she watched the field for a while. Her daughter took the ball off a much bigger girl, cleanly, I think. The referee thought about it and let it go.

"So who do we call?"

I asked, call for what.

"When somebody needs a truck."

That was the whole conversation. She went back to yelling "MOVE YOUR FEET" at a nine-year-old, and I went home and could not look at the Subaru brochure anymore. It read like a letter announcing I was leaving the neighborhood.

I bought a 2011 Silverado. 190,000 miles. A dent in the tailgate about the shape of somebody's knee. The seller shook my hand twice. Once for the money. The second one I still do not fully understand, but it lasted longer.

I parked it in the driveway on a Thursday night. I told nobody.

Friday, 7:10 a.m. A number I did not have.

"This Nobu? Steve gave me your number. Heard you got a truck."

I had owned the truck for eleven hours. I had not driven it to work yet. I am not sure I have ever met a Steve.

Here is how it happened, I learned later. Dale across the street saw it from his porch around nine. Dale mentioned it at the gas station. The man behind him in line was Steve's brother-in-law. By sunrise I was in the system.

No form. No sign-up. The truck is the application, and the driveway is where you hand it in.

The man needed a queen mattress moved across town. It was still in the plastic, and he wanted me to notice that, so I noticed.

Fourteen minutes. He reached for his wallet.

And I heard my own voice say, "Buy the pizza."

I did not decide that. It was already in my mouth, the way it is in everybody's.

That night Kevin texted. Nobody had to tell Kevin. Somebody always tells Kevin.

"Heard about the truck."

A minute later:

"Answer every call."

My ringer has been on ever since.

🧬THEY TOLD ME TO WAIT. I’M DONE WAITING.

Last week, someone I trust with my life sent me a 9-second voice note. No context. No greeting. Just: “The first civilian MedBed unit activated in Arizona three weeks ago. The patient had stage 4 pancreatic cancer. She doesn’t anymore.”

I asked for proof. They sent coordinates. I sent someone I know. What they found was a private clinic with no sign, no website, no phone number — and a waiting list of 400 people who were never advertised to.

Here’s what I’ve confirmed since:

The unit is not a prototype. It is third-generation. Meaning two previous versions were tested, refined, and deployed before this one reached a civilian setting. The first generation was used exclusively in military black sites for wounded operators who “officially” never existed. The second generation went to select families. You can guess which ones.

The third generation is here. It’s quiet. It’s private. And it’s working.

The woman — 58 years old, 4 months to live according to her oncologist — walked out after 6 sessions over 14 days. Her scans are clean. Not “in remission.” Clean. Her oncologist requested the scans be repeated three times. They were. Same result.

He has not reported this to any medical journal. He will not. He signed something.

I’m not posting this to give you hope. I’m posting this because hope is what they use to keep you passive. “It’s coming.” “Soon.” “Trust the plan.”

No.

It’s HERE. It exists. It is operational. And the only reason you don’t have access is because the release is being managed — not by doctors, not by humanitarians — but by the same financial architects who decide when wars start and when they end.

They are not asking “does it work?” They are asking “how do we release a cure without losing control of the population that no longer needs us?”

That’s the real question. That’s the real delay.

I will not name the clinic. I will not name the patient. I will not name my source. If you need that to believe me, this channel isn’t for you. But if you’ve been paying attention — if you’ve read every post here, every study, every patent, every frequency — then you already know this isn’t a surprise. It’s a confirmation.

The MedBed is not coming. It’s here. The only thing still in transit is your permission to access it.

FILE: AZ-CIVILIAN-UNIT-2026 | GEN-3-ACTIVE | PANCREATIC-CLEAR | 6-SESSIONS-14-DAYS | ACCESS-RESTRICTED

The cure exists. The delay is not scientific. It is financial. And every day they wait, someone dies who didn’t have to. That’s not a policy. That’s a crime.

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🚨 BREAKING: Justice Sam Alito and the U.S. Supreme Court just REJECTED a left-wing emergency bid to revive a 2024 Biden regulation that let immigration judges indefinitely delay deportation cases — with ZERO noted dissents

BIG WIN! 🇺🇸

In June, Texas AG Ken Paxton and the Trump the Biden "administrative closure" rule nationwide and block the government from adopting a similar loophole down the line

And it worked.

Democrat-run cities rushed to SCOTUS to save the rule, literally arguing in court that deporting illegal aliens would cost them "taxpayers" 🤡

Immigration judges MUST actually decide deportation cases instead of delaying forever!

🚨 BREAKING: President Trump announces he and Sec. Marco Rubio will PERSONALLY be accepting the oil tanker arriving from Venezuela in the US filled with 1 million barrels

"They've sent me as a gift a boatload of a million barrels of oil and I'm giving that to the United States ing to accept a million barrels of oil and I'm going to give it to you people to use it the way you want!" 😅

47 WON Venezuela and to the victor go the spoils! 🇺🇸🇻🇪

Trump is heading to the Port of Corpus Christi, Texas today as Venezuelan crude pours into Gulf Coast refineries

Masterclass.

Brian is making a really important point here.

I predicted a long time ago, that Comey would be the first “big indictment.”

It just happened.

This newly “unsealed indictment” isn’t about Comey’s leak AFTER he was fired, to frame Trump for “obstruction of justice” and set up the call for a Special Counsel investigation.

This “unsealed indictment” involves a “whistleblower,” who has flipped and exposed the fact that Comey was part of the “protection racket” for Obama and Hillary.
And as part of that “protection racket,” he was ALREADY SPYING and LEAKING classified information to shape the media narrative against Obama and Hillary’s opponents.

What a lot of people don’t understand fully, is that the Obama administration was spying on all their political opponents, long before they ever applied for a FISA warrant against Carter Page to spy on the Trump campaign.

A large group of Obama administration officials were illegally accessing the NSA database until they were caught by Admiral Rogers.

Admiral Rogers shut down their access and reported the spying campaign to the FISA court.
That caused immediate panic in the Obama administration.

Obama needed a quick plan to obtain a FISA warrant and they had no other option, than to use the Steele dossier provided by Hillary.

None of it was true and they knew it, but they had no other option.
They “knowingly” hid the fact that it was all unverified from the FISA court.

Why would the Obama administration use the Steele dossier as evidence, “knowing” it would be easily debunked?

They were PANICKED and had no other option.

The Comey FISA application against Carter Page, wasn’t a fraudulent application to “start” spying on Trump and many others.

It was the “coverup” to the illegal Obama spying operation that had been happening throughout Obama’s presidency.

This new “unsealed indictment” against Comey, proves that this investigation is far bigger than lying to a FISA court.

And remember my other prediction:

After Comey’s “unsealed indictment,” comes an “unsealed indictment” for John Brennan.

They are leading directly to Obama’s sealed indictment because he personally gave the order to spy illegally, to both Comey and Brennan.

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Q drop
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Mar 04, 2019 3:39:34 PM EST

Hussein GAVE THE ORDER to start the spy campaign.
It was logged officially 2x.
1x - Domestic. (Comey)
1x - Foreign. (Brennan)
FISC judge WH meeting?
WH visitor logs are important.
Hussein library CLAS doc move?
Attempt to shelter/protect?
Who has AUTH to obtain?
The More You Know.
Q
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There is a paper trail of “evidence” that leads directly to Obama.

And don’t miss this important fact.

Five days after Admiral Rogers shut down Obama’s access to the NSA database, he reported the illegal access to the FISA court.

Why is that important?

FISA goes both ways.

A TRAP was set.

The “protection racket” in the FBI and DOJ were allowed to renew the Carter Page FISA warrant three more times, AFTER they were exposed for illegally spying.

Why would the FISA court allow the weaponized DOJ/FBI to continue to spy?

Sting operation.

The hunters had become the hunted.

And for those out there, who still don’t believe that AG Barr is a patriot.
Trump gave Barr authority over declassified information.

Why?

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Q drop
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Jul 21, 2019 4:35:27 PM EDT

If AG Barr has access to all classified material, how does [MUELLER] navigate?
If [MUELLER] provides FALSE and/or MISLEADING testimony, will AG Barr be forced to DECLAS all documentation to ensure full public awareness of the TRUTH?
If [MUELLER] defers to the original report but D's/ FAKE NEWS push a false narrative 'knowing majority of the public did not watch the actual hearing' will AG Barr be forced to DECLAS all documentation to ensure full public awareness of the TRUTH?
[Be Ready], [MUELLER].
[Be Ready], [James Comey].
[Be Ready], [Traitors one & ALL].
Thank you for playing.
FISA GOES BOTH WAYS.
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Barr ended the Mueller witch-hunt.

🚨 PRESIDENT TRUMP JUST NOW: "KEN PAXTON deserves to be the next senator. [Talarico] does NOT stand for Texas values. Nothing — get rid of the oil, get rid of the guns, get rid of the meat! Between the 3 things, it's RIDICULOUS!"

🎯🎯

You cannot win Texas while waging war on dment, and ranchers!

Ken Paxton will make an incredible and patriot US senator.

🚨 JUST IN: Ken Paxton just WALKED OUT to an ELECTRIC crowd in Texas

"Would you agree that he's the greatest president in your LIFETIME?" 👏🏻

"I've been your AG for almost 12 YEARS. I've sued a few people...I took on Pfizer for LYING about the vaccine...I sued Biden 107 times, ell you about [James Talarico]...he was asked, what do you think about if not with your family and friends? 'Transgender kids.' He voted to allow children to be transitioned, and said if a parent doesn't allow it, IT'S ABUSIVE."

The crowd LOVES @KenPaxtonTX and they're ALL voting red 👏🏻

It's TRUE: Talarico voted NO on Texas's SB 14 ban on child s*x-change surgeries, puberty blockers, and cross-s*x hormones — and even voted twice against keeping men out of girls' sports

Now he's desperately trying to rebrand as a "moderate"

TEXAS IS NOT BUYING THAT.

This is proof that Biden didn't win the presidency.
PENNSYLVANIA
- October 26, 2026
In a stunning development that could upend everything Americans thought they knew about the 2020 presidential election, dozens of Pennsylvania election workers have come forward claiming they by then-Governor Tom Wolf and Secretary of State Kathy Boockvar to trash more than one hundred thousand legitimate ballots cast for President Donald Trump. According to these whistleblowers, the discarded votes were systematically replaced with over one hundred thousand fraudulent ballots for Joe Biden, many cast in the names of dead voters and illegal aliens and delivered to precincts in the dead of night. The scheme was most aggressive in Philadelphia, where the workers say the fraud was so extensive it alone flipped the outcome of the entire commonwealth.

The former election officials describe a coordinated operation in which they were instructed to ignore chain of custody rules, suppress Trump votes that arrived legally, and process stacks of suspect Biden ballots that appeared after polls closed. They assert the orders came directly from the highest levels of the Wolf administration and the Department of State, leaving them no choice but to comply or face professional and personal retaliation. Multiple workers independently recounted the same instructions: remove Trump ballots from the count and insert pre-filled or improperly cast Biden ballots, producing a result they now call “outcome determinative.” They insist President Trump actually won Pennsylvania and that the commonwealth was stolen from him through deliberate manipulation of the tally.

Huge news.

They are now ordered to preserve the poll book data according to federal law and will be prosecuted for breaking that law.

They were warned ahead of time.

One of the most poignant stories about Sam Houston's final years concerns a quiet visit he made to the San Jacinto battlefield, accompanied by Jeff Hamilton, the formerly enslaved man who had served as his personal attendant for years. The story comes from Hamilton himself, and Houston looking back on the greatest triumph of his life.

Hamilton was born enslaved in Kentucky in 1840 and brought to Texas as a child. In October 1853, when he was just thirteen, he was separated from his mother and sold at an auction in Huntsville. Sam Houston purchased him, and Hamilton subsequently became his personal attendant, traveling companion, and eventually a trusted member of the household. Hamilton remained with Houston after the latter announced the emancipation of the people he enslaved in 1862.

The battlefield visit is recounted in Hamilton's memoir, "My Master: The Inside Story of Sam Houston and His Time," originally published in 1940, which I highly recommend. Hamilton recalled that Houston instructed him to drive to San Jacinto before they returned home.

As Hamilton remembered it:
"The General didn't speak a word on the way – he was wrapped up in his own thoughts."

They eventually reached the large oak tree where Mexican general Antonio López de Santa Anna had been brought before Houston as a prisoner following the Battle of San Jacinto in April 1836.

"The General sat on the ground under the tree for a long time, never speaking to me or looking at me."

He described Houston as having a distant expression and noticed that his eyes were wet with tears.

It's a remarkable image. The man who had commanded the Texian army to victory, secured Texas independence, served as president of the Republic twice, represented Texas in the United States Senate, and governed the state was now sitting silently beneath a tree, contemplating the place where his life and the history of Texas had changed forever.

Houston died in Huntsville on July 26, 1863, with Hamilton at his bedside. Hamilton lived until April 3, 1941, dying in Belton just thirteen days before his 101st birthday.

I read Hamilton's account of this and thought that i really is an incredible scene to contemplate, isn't it? The old warrior returning to the scene of his greatest triumph, perhaps knowing that time was running out and thinking that this would be his last visit, recalling all his friends and ruminating on all that had happened to him over the course of his unparalleled life.

Shown here: Jeff Hamilton (left) and Samuel Walker Houston at the Texas Centennial Celebration in Dallas, 1936. Jeff was 96 years old when this was taken. You can buy Jeff's book online at all the usual places.

The most famous lawman in American history had a criminal record before he ever set foot in Tombstone. He broke out of a jail through the roof, was fined three separate times in one year over brothels, and died at eighty without ever being convicted of anything serious.

Wyatt 1848, in Monmouth, Illinois. In November 1869 he was appointed constable of Lamar, Missouri, taking over the job his father had held.

In January 1870 he married Urilla Sutherland. She was pregnant. She died of typhoid later that year, and the child died with her.

What he did in the eighteen months after that is the part that was kept out of the legend for sixty years.

In March 1871 Barton County sued him for two hundred dollars because he had collected school license fees as constable and never turned the money over. His own father was one of the men on the bond.

Seventeen days later a man named James Cromwell sued him, claiming Earp had altered the amount written on a court judgment and pocketed the difference.

And on March 28, 1871, Wyatt Earp was charged along with two other men with stealing two horses in Indian country.

A deputy US marshal arrested him on April 6. Bail was five hundred dollars. Before his hearing, Earp sold off his property, went out through the roof of the jail, and left the territory. He was indicted in absentia on May 15. The constable's note in the file says he had absconded. The case was never resolved.

He turned up in Peoria, Illinois.

On February 24, 1872, Peoria police raided a brothel and arrested Wyatt Earp, his brother Morgan, another man, and four women. The charge was keeping or being found in a house of ill fame. Fine, twenty dollars plus costs.

They were arrested again on May 11 and fined forty four dollars and fifty five cents each. Neither of them could pay it, so they sat in jail.

On September 10 he was arrested on a floating brothel, a barge on the Illinois River called the Beardstown Gunboat, in the company of a woman who gave her name as his wife. Another forty four dollars.

Three arrests in seven months, all of them brothel related. Historians still argue about whether he was running the places or working the door at them. Either way, that is what is in the record.

Then Wichita. He joined the city marshal's office in 1875 at a hundred dollars a month and dealt faro on the side. In April 1876 a former marshal publicly accused him of using the office to put his own brothers on the payroll. Earp beat the man up, was fined thirty dollars, and the city council voted not to rehire him.

Then Dodge City. Then Tombstone, and everybody knows that part.

But look at his actual legal standing during the thing he is famous for.

In late January 1882, after Virgil was ambushed and crippled, the US Marshal for Arizona Territory made Wyatt a deputy US marshal and gave him authority to appoint his own deputies.

So when Morgan was murdered that March and Wyatt rode out and started killing the men he believed responsible, he was doing it as a commissioned federal officer leading a federal posse.

And at the same time, a justice of the peace in Tucson indicted him and five other federal lawmen for the murder of Frank Stilwell and issued warrants for their arrest.

He left Arizona and never came back. Colorado refused to extradite him. He was never tried for any of it.

He died in Los Angeles on January 13, 1929, at eighty years old, having never been convicted of a serious crime in his life.

There is one more person in this.

Her name was Celia Ann Blaylock. People called her Mattie. She was from Iowa, ran off from a farm at about eighteen, and was working as a prostitute in Dodge City when she met him.

She was with Wyatt Earp through Dodge City and through all of Tombstone. The 1880 census lists her as his wife, though there is no marriage record anywhere. She got addicted to laudanum while they were living there.

When the vendetta was over, she went to

My neighbor Gary is moving to Tennessee to be near his grandkids.

The night before the moving truck came, he knocked on my door holding his phone and a yellow legal pad.

He had not come to say goodbye. He had come to hand over his guys.

"Sit down. You're gonna want to write this."

Twenty-two years in that house. He went through them one at a time, and every name came with exactly one sentence. Not a review. A condition.

"Mike, garage door. Cash. Don't call before ten, he's up late with the twins."

"Dottie does taxes. She's gonna yell at you. Let her. She has never once been wrong."

"Hector, sprinklers. If you ever call somebody else for sprinklers, don't call Hector again. He'll know."

I asked how Hector would know.

Gary just looked at me. Hector would know.

"And pay cash. All of them, every time. You start paying a guy with a card, one day he's got a logo on his shirt and a manager, and then he's not your guy. He's a company."

Then he said the part I still think about.

"When I give you a guy, I'm giving you my name. You do Mike wrong, Mike calls me. In Tennessee."

So it was not phone numbers I was writing down. It was Gary co-signing for me, twelve times, in ballpoint.

Around midnight I asked who he was going to call down there.

He put the pen down.

"Nobody yet."

Then, after a while: "That's the part nobody warns you about."

In the morning he was gone. I had four pages in his handwriting and twelve men who now knew my name.

Five weeks later, a Tennessee number.

"Hey. You know anybody in Knoxville with a truck?"

I did not. But I knew a guy.

I called Kevin. Kevin said, "Hold on." Kevin called Tony. Tony has a cousin whose husband lives outside Maryville, about twenty minutes from Gary. The whole thing took eighteen minutes. I paced my kitchen the entire time.

I texted Gary a name and a number. Wade. Has a truck. Will want the pizza.

Gary sent back a thumbs-up.

A minute later:

"You're a good guy."

I am fairly sure he meant both kinds.

Is the military going to step in to stop the stolen election in Brazil?

This is where I believe we will now see that there is a HUGE difference between Lula stealing his first election while Biden was president and now stealing it again during Trump’s presidency.

The Shield of Americas isn’t just about taking down cartels, terrorists and violent gangs in Central and South America.

It’s also about cleansing the cabal’s ability to steal elections in Central and South America.

Watch and see what happens.

Lula and his hand picked puppet at the Supreme Court are both going to end up in prison.

Soros, democrats, the EU and other corrupt leftists, who are celebrating Lula’s stolen election, won’t be celebrating for long.

Their reign of terror worldwide is ALREADY coming to an end and there’s nothing they can do to stop it.

Do you want to know the real TRUTH behind “Cash for Clunkers?”

Most people don’t realize the real reason behind Obama’s “Cash for Clunkers.”

It had nothing to do with saving the planet and emissions.

That was the “red herring” argument, that was pushed in the narrative, with es showing a few cars being destroyed.

But the majority of the used cars weren’t destroyed.

They were sold to Muslim used car dealerships across America, to launder drug trafficking money for Hezbollah.

The cars were shipped to Africa to be sold there and in Europe, to help launder that Hezbollah drug money.

Obama literally shut down a DEA investigation, that had discovered this “used car” operation and had linked it to the top of Hezbollah leadership.

Almost nobody knows that this was the real reason behind “Cash for Clunkers.”

Hezbollah needed a much larger supply of “used cars” to hide their money laundering.

Quote from my article:

“When the terrorist organization that you are supporting is laundering drug money through used car lots in America, what do they need the most?”

“More used cars to purchase, right?”

“What better way to massively increase the size of Hezbollah’s Laundromat, than to offer $2 billion in tax payer money as an incentive to trade in your used car for a new one?”

“But there was a big problem.”

“If Hezbollah is purchasing $200 million dollars worth of used cars a month and shipping them to Africa to sell so they can launder drug money, how do you hide the huge shortage of used cars available for purchase in America?”

“Blame it on ‘Cash for Clunkers.’”

“Do you remember the gimmick requirement to qualify for the rebate?”

“The used car that was traded in, had to be destroyed to reduce emissions.”

“Do you really think all those used cars got destroyed?”

“I’m willing to bet that about 300 used car dealerships with connections to Hezbollah were busy buying as many of those vehicles they could get their hands on.
The perfect distraction.”

“Now you know the real purpose behind ‘Cash for Clunkers’.”

Link to the TRUTH:

open.substack.com/pub/badlands/p…

162 years ago today the Union finally caught and killed one of the most feared and savage figures of the entire war, the Missouri guerrilla chief William "Bloody Bill" Anderson. His death ended a reign of terror that had soaked the Missouri countryside in blood.

I introduced ber, at the Centralia Massacre, where his guerrillas pulled unarmed Union soldiers off a train and murdered them, then wiped out the militia sent to stop them. That was Anderson at his worst, but it was only one atrocity among many. He was a man consumed by hatred and vengeance, partly fueled by the death of his sisters in the collapse of a Union prison in Kansas City. He led a band of bushwhackers, including a young Jesse James, who gave no quarter and took scalps as trophies. His very name was a horror across Missouri.

By late October 1864, with Price's Confederate raid sweeping through the state, the guerrilla war had reached a fever pitch, and Union commanders were determined to hunt Anderson down. A Union militia officer, Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Cox, set a careful trap near Albany, in Ray County, Missouri. Cox positioned his men in a strong concealed position and sent out a small force to lure Anderson in, exactly the kind of ambush the guerrillas themselves favored.

It worked. On October 26, Anderson, ever aggressive, took the bait and charged. He and a handful of followers galloped straight into the concealed Union line, and the militia opened fire. True to his reckless nature, Anderson charged right through the first volley and into the midst of his enemies, but he was shot through the head and killed almost instantly. The dreaded Bloody Bill was dead.

The Union soldiers knew what a prize they had taken. Anderson's body was carried to the nearby town of Richmond, where it was photographed, the famous grim image of the dead guerrilla, and put on public display so that people could see for certain that the monster was really gone. By some accounts his body was treated with deliberate indignity, a measure of just how much he was hated and feared.

His death was a real blow to the guerrilla cause in Missouri and a relief to a terrorized population. But the violence he embodied did not die with him. The young men he had trained in ambush and murder, Jesse and Frank James and others, would carry that pitiless, hit-and-run way of fighting out of the war and into a decade of outlawry that made them infamous across America. Bloody Bill Anderson died on this day, but the dark legacy of the Missouri guerrilla war rode on.

Are you seeing the numbers and understanding what’s happening in Texas?

The democrats are getting slaughtered.

Republican turnout is at presidential election numbers and the democrats aren’t showing up to vote.

There is no enthusiasm among democrats in Texas.

This is what happens, when you nominate a gay white kid, who doesn’t believe in the God of the Bible, likes trans grooming children and surgeries to change their sex, along with not liking meat, the oil industry and being against all tax cuts.

Talafreako was the worst possible candidate that the democrats could have nominated in Texas.
Jazzy Crockett would have done far better.

Talafreako was never going to win, I don’t care what FOX News fake polls said.

But what’s worse, is that Talafreako is also a complete drag on all the statewide down ballots.

There’s no enthusiasm for the party and many democrats are just staying home.
It’s the democrats worst nightmare.

The same thing is happening in Michigan, Arizona and Nevada.

Red wave incoming!

"You're our Japanese guy now," a man told me. "Be ready when we call."

I laughed. He did not. Here that sentence is not a joke. It is a job you already have.

The first call was Deb's rice cooker. Garage sale, eight dollars, every button in Japanese. For two years her husband Ron had been making rice with a sequence he worked out on his own. Two presses, wait, one press, hold. It worked most of the time. A man who builds a system with no manual has my full respect.

I pressed the button that says "white rice."

Ron looked at it for a long time. "Huh. I was close." He really was close.

The second call was Curtis. He had bought a Japanese pull saw and wanted to know why it cuts on the pull.

I have never used a saw in my life. I told him that. He said, "Come over anyway." So I went, and we stood in his garage with two beers for an hour and worked it out together. I still could not explain to you why it cuts on the pull. Neither could Curtis. It cuts beautifully.

Then Earl called.

Earl has forty acres past the county line, and a mini truck imported from Japan. Tiny. Right-hand drive. Every switch labeled in Japanese. I have rarely seen a man love a vehicle the way Earl loves that truck.

There was one switch he had never touched in fourteen months.

I asked why.

"A man doesn't flip a switch he can't read."

I think about that sentence a lot.

I read it for him. It locks the rear wheels together so the truck can pull itself out of mud.

Earl looked at the truck. Then at the low spot by the creek where he had been stuck twice since spring.

"Well," Earl said. "Hell."

He flipped it, drove straight into the creek mud, and drove straight back out, honking the whole way. The horn on that truck is small and extremely polite. He leaned on it like a church bell.

He paid me in venison. A cooler, already wrapped. Out there it is not pizza. Out there the rate is deer.

Before I left, he called somebody on speaker.

"Bill. I got a Japanese guy here. You still got that Kubota?"

Bill's Kubota has an English manual. Bill's Kubota does not need me.

I am going Saturday.

In 1927 Wyatt Earp defended his part at the OK Corral and his vendetta ride after killing several outlaws:
"I have no regrets and would do it again the outlaws thought they could exterminate the Earps by murder, after it was over, the depredations in Cochise County ceased."

Are you seeing the “bigger picture?”

This important meeting is “peeling the curtain back” on coming events.

MBS and Saudi Arabia are one of Trump’s biggest allies.

And now they are meeting and negotiating with Iran, our “enemy” and theirs.
So is the leader of Pakistan, who has been helping Trump negotiate peace with Iran in the background from the beginning.

Here’s what a lot of people might be missing.

This meeting is doing two things in my opinion.

Saudi Arabia, Pakistan and Turkey offered Iran a seat in their “coalition” quite a while ago.
It’s a coalition of “national defense and economic cooperation.”

Why would Saudi Arabia still be willing to offer Iran a seat at the table, given Iran’s attacks?

Because Iran is ready for the “off-ramp” to the peace table.
They are defeated and choosing the only path forward.

But this meeting is MORE than just ending the war in Iran.

This meeting is ALSO about “isolating” the Houthis and cutting off ALL their support from Iran.

I posted a few days ago, about an important story forgotten from three weeks ago.

Trump is sending more ships and troops to the Middle East.
Everyone assumes that Trump will commence bombings in Iran again AFTER the midterms.

I don’t think so.

I think the military buildup, along with this coming agreement with Iran, Saudi Arabia, Pakistan and Turkey, is the prelude to the complete destruction of the Houthis, that will happen soon after the midterms.

I think Iran is now willing to throw the Houthis under the bus.

Destroying the Houthis, eliminates ALL threats against the free flow of oil in the Middle East and will be just in time to kick off the massive worldwide economic expansion that is coming in the GOLDEN AGE.

One hundred and forty five years ago today, in Tombstone, Arizona Territory, four men walked down Fremont Street and about thirty seconds later three men were dead.

It did not happen at the O.K. Corral.

It happened in a narrow vacant lot beside a photography studio belonging to he back entrance of the O.K. Corral was roughly six doors away. The fight was never in it or next to it.

Nobody called it the Gunfight at the O.K. Corral at the time either. The event was barely known outside Arizona until Stuart Lake's heavily fictionalized Wyatt Earp biography in 1931, and the name everybody uses comes from a Burt Lancaster movie in 1957.

The real dispute was not lawmen against outlaws in any clean way. It was factional, and the factions were about as sharp as they get in a town of a few thousand people.

The Earps were Republicans and Northerners, tied to the town, the mining money, and the Tombstone Epitaph. The Cowboys were rural, Southern-sympathizing ranchers with a profitable side business in rustling and stolen horses, tied to county sheriff Johnny Behan and the Tombstone Nugget. Two parties, two newspapers, two economies, one small town.

The legal hook was Ordinance 9, passed in April 1881, which made it illegal to carry a deadly weapon inside Tombstone without a written permit. You checked your gun when you came into town.

The night before, Ike Clanton got drunk, picked a fight with Doc Holliday, and then spent hours telling anybody who would listen that he was going to kill the Earps. Virgil Earp, the town marshal, played poker with him until dawn.

The next afternoon Virgil walked up behind Ike, pistol-whipped him, and dragged him in front of a judge, who fined him twenty five dollars.

Witnesses said Wyatt told Ike he was going to have to fight. Ike said, "Fight is my racket, and all I want is four feet of ground."

Behan then told the Earps he had already disarmed the Clantons and McLaurys. He had not. He later testified that he had only said he intended to.

So Virgil, Morgan and Wyatt Earp walked down Fremont Street, with Doc Holliday, who Virgil had temporarily deputized and handed a shotgun.

Here is the part the movies tend to skip. It is not clear that every man they shot was armed.

Billy Clanton and Frank McLaury certainly were. Ike Clanton said he was unarmed, ran into Fly's building, and survived. Behan testified that Tom McLaury opened his coat to show he had no gun on him. The witness accounts conflict, and they have conflicted for a hundred and forty five years.

Roughly thirty shots in roughly thirty seconds.

Dead: Billy Clanton, who was nineteen years old. Tom McLaury. Frank McLaury.

Wounded: Virgil, Morgan, and Holliday. Wyatt Earp was not touched.

And then the town made its opinion clear. The funeral for the three dead men was described by the Epitaph as about the largest Tombstone had ever seen. The town brass band led it. People packed the sidewalks for three or four blocks.

Ike Clanton filed murder charges. Justice of the Peace Wells Spicer opened a preliminary hearing on October 31 that ran more than a month. On November 30 he ruled there was not enough evidence to indict, and that the Earps and Holliday had acted within the law. He also called Virgil's decision to deputize Wyatt and Holliday an injudicious and censurable act. A grand jury agreed with him.

Legally it was finished. Actually it had just started.

On December 28, 1881, around 11:30 at night, three men fired buckshot at Virgil Earp from an unfinished building across Allen Street and destroyed his left arm. He carried it in a sling the rest of his life.

On March 18, 1882, around ten minutes to eleven at night, Morgan Earp was shot through a glass door while playing billiards. The round broke his spine and he was dead inside an hour. A second shot buried itself in the ceiling just above where Wyatt was standing.

Two days later Wyatt started killing people, and over the following week his posse shot Frank Stilwell, Florentino Cruz, Curly Bill Brocius and Johnny Barnes. Five of the Earp party ended up wanted for murder in Arizona. They left the territory and never came back.

Thirty seconds on Fremont Street is the part that got the movie.

The five months afterward are what it actually cost.

Billy Clanton and the McLaury brothers are buried together in Boothill, under a marker that reads "Murdered in the Streets of Tombstone."

And the photographer whose empty lot they died in took their portrait afterward, laid out in their caskets, which is the reason you can still look at their faces.