Text 11664, 99 rader
Skriven 2009-06-01 18:36:54 av Richard Webb (1:116/901.0)
  Kommentar till text 11643 av Bob Klahn (1:124/311)
Ärende: Using What Works
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Hi Bob,

On Sun 2037-May-31 21:07, Bob Klahn (1:124/311) wrote to Richard Webb:

 RW> Obviously, especially when reading MR. SOufan's testimony.
 RW> I'm assuming.  ONe of the fellows you cited in previous msg
 RW> was from congressional testimony, the other from a
 RW> television program, not sure who was who at the moment <g>.

BK>   Soufan was the Senate testimony. Kririakou was the fellow who  
BK> wasn't there, he was the TV interview.

YEp, thought so, wasn't sure at the time I wrote that.

<snippage>

 RW> OF course they are.  Note sOufan's example of utilizing the
 RW> subject's nickname which his mother used to refer to him.

BK>  Outsmarting him, not beating him.

YEp, and by outsmarting him you end up "beating" him,
beating him at the game instead of physically and getting
nothing for your troubles except one ticked off prisoner.

 RW> THe thing is, these folks are prepared for that, as soufan
 RW> notes.  THey know that we're not going to drop the illusion
 RW> of humane treatment, you might get bounced off a wall a few
 RW> times and waterboarded, but these guys aren't going to do
 RW> surgery on you while you're awake or have other bits of fun
 RW> with you, and if you're a qaeda mid-echelon dude you're
 RW> going to know this going in.  Unlike BUsh et al these folks
 RW> actually have studied their "enemy" and have taken that old
 RW> adage to heart.

BK>  Actually, I suspect he was wrong about that. I would bet some of 
BK> those contractors did go all the way. They had to kill their 
BK> victims to cover it up. Just my guess.


PRobably so in some cases.  IF you've got a boat handy
you've got a perfect way to dispose of the corpse <g.>  Dead men tell no tales,
and a dead body that can't be found and
examined, with no records of its custody isn't a dead body.
We'll never know about those.

 RW> aboveboard.  IN fact, I figured he might be moving some hot
 RW> merchandise through his shop.  wHen the two gendarmes came
 RW> to my door to ask me questions cop #1 played bad cop, "we'll
BK>  ...
 RW> so here comes his buddy, we've arleady changed venue to the
 RW> federal courthouse downtown, as this is a federal and local
 RW> thing, and guy comes in to talk with me.  NOw the funny
 RW> thing is I ran the snack bar in the basement for a couple
 RW> months for the guy managed the place when he was out sick.
 RW> so here comes MR. FEd and he does the "hey how ya doin'
 RW> buddy" thing, "ain't seen you since I used to come in to
 RW> get a sandwich coffee and pack of WInstons ... "

 RW> RIght away, I'm willing to talk.  THIs dude's telling me we
 RW> can clear this right up, he talks to me a bit with one of
 RW> the cops who wasn't an a@@@ about the whole thing and I
 RW> give him what I think I know but couldn't prove, get my hand
 RW> shook and a ride home.  Right away when I get home, I call

BK>  And that's how it works.

OF course it is.  FIrst guy that comes to my door's gotta be an anal orifice. 
HEck, I'm a young man with a wife and baby to feed, and what I suspect don't
have jack to do with it,
I"m gonna protect my boss first, especially when the guy's
playing threats.  Had he knocked on my door, accepted a cup
of coffee, let me get my brain together (I'd played a show
the night before) and talked let's make a deal I"d have
probably given him chapter and verse, what I knew, or
thought I knew.  bUt, he's a jerk, so I said screw ya buddy, better mirandize
me, I want a lawyer, here's your one finger salute, nothing to say.

the fed I used to sell lunch to otoh told me he could
probably get things taken care of where I"d never have to
walk up there and talk to the prosecutor and testify, yada
yada.  wHen he put it that way I decided to explain what I
knew about late night deliveries of used electronic
equipment that hadn't been there when I arrived at work the
day before.  Mr. hardcore small town detective was *not*
happy with how that one went down, especially hwen he had to give me a ride
back to my place <g>>  Only thing he did
while giving me the ride 30 miles home was ask me how I knew this fbi dude, and
I explained to him about the lunch
counter, etc.  tHen I told him that the fed in question took me out to a
private shooting range to play with guns for
awhile one fine summer afternoon.  sMall town detective
choked on that one all the rest of the way home and didn't
say another word.

Regards,
           Richard
--- timEd 1.10.y2k+
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