For over thirty years I have been doing intervention and/or protection for people in crisis. I have seen the rottenest parts of human nature. I have seen abuse so bad that it would never make it on TV. I have seen the results of self mutilations done with a desperate attempt to gain some sort of control over the insanity they feel trapped in. I and my friends have stood our ground many times between real monsters and their prey, and stood solid because as veterans we know no other way.

I have seen beatings, stabbings, gunshots wounds, meth overdoses, child abuse, and rape victims.

I have seen the results of compounded lies cascading forth from the well intended and watched as their imaginary slights and excuses drown all hope of healing. I have seen the struggle of ego’s justify acts of injustice. I have seen the battered with open wounds make excuses, not just for the batterer, but also for friends who knew the truth and didn’t want to take sides.

I have seen more evil than most that I know, and yet because of the horrors, I have met many heroes. Normal People in extraordinary chaos that stun me in with their strength and quiet nature in terrifying ordeals.

My stories will true, I may change the names of some of the heels to keep from dealing with more bullshit, but the stories will be the truth.

So hold on to your hats and get ready, thirty years of violence intervention and protection tales, some will make you ill others will anger you. But as I said it’s about the hero too, and there will be some cases where you will grin along with us.

In every case, and every story I was backed by my peers. Veterans, ex-gang members, ex-cons, bikers, store owners, mayors, sheriffs depts., all people that understood the importance of community ownership.

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