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Life of crime. - 3/10/2007 11:23:38 PM

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This post describes illegal activities, but does not condone nor encourage them. What is being told is at least 25 years old. And I post this post for the people around who are younger, to actually say "do not do this".

I used to have balls, I mean real balls. I remember the olman whipping my ass for taking a knife to school and brandishing it (in kindergarden). In retrospect I would've whipped my ass too.

Fast forward to the shop days. We had people come in with bags of shotguns, literally. Bought them all, of course.

We were bad. Really bad, and that is what I am talking about.

We paid our traffic tickets at the bar, we had serious money on tap and we didn't take shit from anyone, ever. One time a guy came up to us in the bar and asked us to quit arguing loudly, I didn't hurt him, but I scared the whole neighborhood. When a bar owner would complain about our cursing and shit, we would tell him "Maybe you need to buy a fucking church or something, and gimme a beer". I didn't get arrested for going up there with the shotgun, and just barely, but you see, at the time I thought nothing of it. Money talks.

That can bring us to the reason for this post, regret. I have WAAAAAAAY too much of it. I was never stupid, I didn't get caught for any bad shit. But I was bad.

At the shop we had a certain crowd of local yokels who worked for us from time to time, like spot labor. One of them was Virgil. One day Virgil's Wife calls and she wants him home now, and it kept happening.

The olman said "I think she thinks we are a bad influence on him". I said "We are a bad influence on everybody". That was the turning point. We sat there and looked at each other and like right there, right then it started. We were going to stop doing things this way, and try to be nice and good, and have people want us around. It took years.

One day Dad basically shoved a shotgun down an ex-employee's throat. Claims it was an accident for the record, but it wasn't. His people intimidated the guy into not pressing the issue, and since he went to the hospital, there was a warrant. I get the call "_____, that warrant is gone" I am like "What ?". That was his people in the department telling him that all was clear. This was felony assault with a deadly weapon, and it just disappeared.

We were a fence for a couple of years until our main source actually died. Of cancer, nobody killed him. I've walked into a bank with the olman and had them say "We generally frown on second mortgages", to which he replied "Second mortgage ? I paid cash for the house". Back then, you got moxie if you do that.

Some year came, and we stopped all dishonest activity. We know the past, and we are ALWAYS going to know the past, and this is the reason for this post.

It never goes away. Never.

You wanna kick someone's ass ? that bloody face will be with you the rest of your life. Hit and run car accident ? You will always wonder.For the rest of your life, and folks, it doesn't hit you when you are young and strong and don't care. It hits you when you settle down and start to be a responsible Citizen. But what is done is done.

What I am trying to say I think is that one day you WILL care, and you can't change the past.

It took a long time for me to really grow up, and now I have this. It never goes away, you might think it did, but every time you are sick or something it comes. And it comes in spades.

You just need to understand, there is no forgiveness. Let's dispense with religion, what I am saying is that even if the victim forgives you, when you are finally aware, you have the need to forgive yourself, and you can't do it.

Don't tell me to seek help, I read better psychology books than they read today. So many facets they do not teach, like how to influence people with words, the tone of those words or music. My latest endevor is into musical comopsition. I can play, but WHAT to play.

My past is about as sordid as they get, but I look to the future. The past is where it belongs, in the past. I have the present right here, and the future is what I/we make it.

Folks, all you people here in your 20s or whatever, don't do anyhting stupid.

When that guy told us to stop yelling and arguing in the bar I thought about killing him, and conversely if he had been arguing in the bar loudly wrecking my night, still the same thing.Who the fuck did I think I was ?

You have to realize that there are other people on this planet and you have no more rights than them. At one point in time it was different. We had rights and priviledges others did not. Actually if we had used them properly we would be rich,. But we were stupid.

We are not stupid anymore, we can't afford to be. We have alot of regrets, alot to atone for. Jesus can't forgive me for what I did to George anymore than I could forgive you for some dumb shit you did to somebody else.

All of that shit stands forever.

If anyone here had to live with what I live with constantly, but without my intellectual and emotional development, you would probably kill yourself.

And that is why I say, THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU DO BEFORE YOU DO IT !

Youngers, I just don't know how to make it any clearer. Oldsters, add in if you like, I think some of you know what I mean.

T

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RE: Life of crime. - 3/10/2007 11:51:48 PM

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Term, where did you grow up, Beverly Hills?
You guys were Angels.

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RE: Life of crime. - 3/11/2007 1:43:43 AM

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Yea, where were you? ........ somehow I think we passed along the way.

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RE: Life of crime. - 3/11/2007 2:09:50 AM

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pops, whatever you're smoking I'll give you my address on the other side , I would like to try it .

None of this is bullshit, the name Terminator did come later. In highschool it was Tumbleweed. I did not give myself the name, my friend's olady did, and it stuck like gorilla glue.

I grew up in Cleveland Ohio, and if you ask around the west side for Terminator, you will eventually find me.

The name comes from a time in which I was strong, actually quite strong. My buddy, who relayed the story to his olady, was in a house in which the people had decided to move out of, out of state in fact. He was buying the guy's floor model TV, and came with a flatbed as high as my neck almost. I picked the piece of furniture up with no help, and got it up on the truck without damaging it, and tied it down.

They were watching me through the uncurtained diningroom window.

Back then I would do the same thing with anything, hot water tanks, truck transmissions anything. No, I'm not stupid, I am not talking about semi-tractor-trailer transmissions, but leeme tell yall something if you are across the pond. Our engines and trannies were way bigger.

The US had a love affair with the bigblock, which was either a 455 or 454 cubic inch. Work that out in metric if you need to to get an idea just how big these things were. I've owned about six of them but you can't find one today unless it is seveely overpriced.

People like us (include yourself if you want, or not) focus on function, not form, and even in earlier years we wanted function, and the function was to go faster than the other guy.

I'm sorta doing this for the benefit of those across the pond now. The US Citizens' love for the automobile has not lagged, they spend ever more on them, but I don't shop for cars. I just don't need one. NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING can compare to what I had in the past, except maybe a Caddilac with a Northstar engine, but I am sure they fucked that up enough, otherwise they wouldn't call it a Caddilac. Ever see those Chevys they tried to pass off as caddilacs ? I had one for a very short time. If I wanted a Chevy Cavalier, I would buy a Chevy, but this was not a caddilac.

Anyway, my car buying habits. We got the book. Now any of you who like to drive a fast car, and really acceleration is it, not speed, believe me I have lived it.(barely) Our total family was into speed. My Dad built a 327 that would do over 8,000 RPM, and he did not cheat by changing the setting on the tach. Yes we are hip to that. We KNOW.

He coaxed me into my first car, a 1970 W34 Olds Toronado. OMG, it was a wreck, not physically, the body was in good shape, but it was running on two cylinders. Not that it was slow. And it was front wheel drive, and because the college kid who had it new was so crass, it still had the sticker in the window. $9,984.

Well this was in 1975 and we paid $225 for it because of the condition. But there was only one minor rust hole in it. People were afraid of that front wheel drive. We weren't.

Tell you what, US people, remember racing title for title ? I never did that. The reason being is that what the fuck do I want with a bunch of junk ? I beat it I get it ? Why the fuck would I want that, the thing that has been proven inferior ?

I'll race for money. Not for titles, if their car is supposed to be fast, and it ain't, what the fuck would I want it for ? Maybe if I were starting up a car lot, but that is not in the cards.

I scared some people in the Toro. Nobody got hurt, it was basically the acceleration that scared them. It's not like I drove it wrong, I just,,,,,,,,PUNCHED IT !

I've now been informed by a friend of mine that I have "scared" people in my meager Buick. OK, this ain't no Regal, this is the bigger body and it has the redball engine, which we replaced when we bought it. I think there is crank-system imbalance, but to really cure it right we would have to send the entire crankshaft, flexplate and torque convertor at the same time. Fuck all that. It is good enough, this is just a vibration near idle. The engine is in no trouble, I know because I am absolutely sure that I have had it up to 8,000 RPMs. It uses no oil at all, I mean none, I didn't check it for like 10,000 miles and one day it was like HEY. But it had not used or lost a drop.

The old roller cam is still working. Yup, factory stock with a roller cam, you still want that oil burning Chysler ? Go right ahead, somebody has to buy them and then provide Christmas bonuses to the personel at the emissions testing place.

Honest, I will take opposing viewpoints cheerfully, say what you have to say, but I have to say what I have to say.

Every time I see a car driven down the road, leaving a trail of smoke or some other things, burning oil, or even worse, burning coolant, it is not a GM. It is a Chrysler or Ford product or it is foreign. Once in a great while it's a Caddy.

There is one GM that does fail sometimes, Cadillac.

Sorry for the delay, I just had to go real quick and check if that guy's first name was Edsel. It was not.

If you like Cadilacs don't get pissed, I agree they are nice, what I am saying is that if I were to rake off that kind of green, I would get a Benz, even a used one.

Drained a bit, please realize, for whatever value it has has to get the point across, that I have been dormant for like 40 minutes. So 40 minutes later.....

Life is a trip.

Think I'll go check my bait. Be back soon.

T

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