Crime DOES Pay

On Tuesday, May 20, 2008, in Harris County in Texas a jury of twelve made a grave mistake. An illegal immigrant, Juan Quintero, was sentenced to life in prison for killing Houston Police Officer Rodney Johnson. Juan Quintero has been deported once before for a sexual charge against a child. When Quintero was arrested by Officer Johnson in 2006 he did not want to be deported again so he shot Officer Johnson.
Quintero confessed to the crime, showed Officers how he was able to shoot Officer Johnson and he did all of this without any remorse what so ever. In Quintero’s eyes he did nothing wrong. He killed a cop and that was a good thing in his eyes.
That morning Quintero felt something bad was going to happen so he grabbed a gun and stuck it down his pants. That right there means he was up to no good. Also that was the first law he broke that day. Quintero did not have a concealed handgun license because he was an illegal.
Now Juan Quintero will get to be feed for free, clothed for free, sheltered for free, taught a trade for free, given an education for free, given medical care for free, and you and I get to pay the bill. At the same time, we who obey the law get to work hard and suffer WITHOUT a good education, decent health care, basic shelter, healthy meals. Is it any wonder why people turn to a life of crime, you get a better life than if you obey the law.
A police officer is a public servant and when a public servant is killed it is Capital Murder. What these jurors have told EVERY public servant AND criminal is: GO AHEAD AND KILL A PUBLIC SERVANT, ALL THAT WILL HAPPEN IS YOU SERVE SOME TIME.
Why would ANY public servant want to continue with their job knowing that they will not be protected when they need it the most? They put their lives on the line to protect the public and the public can not return the favor. It makes me sick.

Zero to Hero

You never see me
Yet I’m everywhere you look,
I’m surrounded by people
Unnoticeable as a crook.

You walk on by
Never looking at my face.
You go about your life
Not caring about my pace.

You want me there
To keep you safe
Knowing I will do my job
Without hesitation, without haste.

You never see me
Until something goes wrong.
That’s when I become your hero
No longer invisible, just very very strong.

Max M. Power