TGT checked in this morning to witness as all have these heathens attacking our headquarters. Why are we giving these heathens the upper hand? Needless to say this crap slows up business for all. The ones suffering are your crew.  I personally do not own this radical uprise. I never will. You know why? Let me tell you why. When I check in I make certain this crew is available for anyone looking for work. At times, I am just checking in to make sure the crew is all good. As the RH I am obligated to do such. And I take my obligation seriously. I always make certain work is available with the exception of one day and I made that known. The crew took heed. 

Here are some helpful hints for all of the sponsors we have committed to recruiting. Let's say you are just checking in to maybe train your gun. Don't check in and do just that. Check in and make recruiting available for your crew.  Give potential recruits five damn minutes of your time. Afterwards turn recruitment off and check out. Idling out don't cut it around here. 

Do not check in and NOT make jobs available and think others got the job market. Even if numerous crews including the one you are in are on the job market. As this negative decision will in fact contribute to the next potential heathen uprise. 

My sound advice here can be a preventive measure of interfering with business. I have no cure for anyone who does not give a flying flip. Only the gawd of this thing does.  

Some random dude, came by and attacked our dogs. This city is absolutely nuts at times.

Dude was throwing things inside our garden.

I am fucking sick of it.

I was having my morning coffee on the porch. Suddenly three guys ran by, and started throwing rocks at me.
He was shouting "Are you afraid to step up?!" and kept throwing rocks at me.

Later the same day, I am hanging out with our dogs and Alhambra (pretty much the same) and suddenly the rock guys are back. Our Belgian Malinois was struck in the face with a rock and a milkshake. The guy was once again yapping, and started screaming that we have no management.

I don't know what to say anymore.

These incidents are not isolated to one city or family, we are all under attack. The attacks are varied but sustained nonetheless.

Perimeter walls being hit, the bars on the windows being tied to the back of vehicles and ripped from their placements. and worst of all, not only attacking the Dogs, but then dressing them in pink furry tutu's. Where will it end? what is the end? 

When I started out in my life of crime, I had options, I had nice conversations with a variety of members of the underworld, and I was blessed to find my home. My point is, the unemployed have no need to be unemployed, there is work out there, there is opportunity out there, for crying out loud this is the land of opportunity. 

As Don walks off he mutters to himself

Where will it end?