Ch. 11: The Odds Are Against Him
With names like Ehrlichman, Liddy, Hunt,
Baker, Irvin, Deep Throat
dominating the headlines, no one, hardly anyone,
is paying attention to the comings and going of DEA agents
to and from Columbia.
It's just as well. Nixon's get tough on crime policy,
a cynical political ploy, funds these operations,
but the Administration is unraveling on the nightly news.
There's little interest in drugs trafficking,
which leaves Jackson under the radar, meanwhile Dewey quietly works
the Judicial system, taking bad guys off the street.
But the Big Dogs—they're elusive, well-funded and well armed.
Jackson has a 9mm Browning, his wits and informants
that he can trust or not. It isn't much.
Poetry by jim

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Written on 2017-02-19 at 21:10




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