A Sunny Day in Bedrock

June 10, 2018

A Sunny Day in Bedrock

It has been well over a year since I’ve posted anything new on this website. Not much has changed in Vermilion, it’s still just as corrupt and full of dirty cops as it ever was. The last four chapters that I’ve written had to be published underground. I’ve got an impressive distribution list full of folks who hang on my every word.  Now that the Abbeville Police Chief election is over I believe I can publish to the masses without having to put up with the tactics of dirty square badge cops.  They say there is one more Police Chief election out there that I should worry about. But the polls have been taken and Guy Nerren has the votes. He has over 80% of them. I’ll be polite and wait until after the votes are in before I congratulate Chief Nerren.

After a dozen juvenile attempts to entrap me - followed by a year of threats - I’m ready to publish a new chapter in order to make good on a promise I made to Todd Travasos. Todd is quite the character. Hands down, he is the funniest guy I have ever had the opportunity to cross during this Story adventure of mine. The tale behind his Italian roots are most interesting- at least, it is the way Todd tells it. Everyone in Vermilion has heard the whispers – they’ve seen the flash and bling – but nobody has ever put the whole legend together in paragraphical form until now. It’s a good read – I’m glad he shared his story with me and I hope he likes the chapter. Todd asked me to write it hoping he could become famous and then run for a city council position in Abbeville. For the record, I don’t think Todd is interested in politics as much as he was 18 months ago. But I really do hope he runs for council someday. He will be the hardest working councilman for the city and it’s about time someone showed up to get things done. You may think this is a set up – just a joke.

Nope.

     Vote Todd Travasos Councilman of the Future

          Your wish is his command.

     *At least for the first term.

          A Sunny Day in Bedrock  ~  read it here

You Know Who You Are

To the Person and Persons who know what I’m talking about:

A lot of people seem to think that I am motivated by a vengeful heart when revenge has nothing to do with it. Like most people, I was born with the inherent ability to recognize right from wrong. They say God puts us where we are for a reason and I will always choose the good fight over evil.  It has never been my intention to hurt anyone, in fact, I've been on the defense for most of my life. And now, here I am.

And there You are. A manipulator of Trust who likes to kick a person when they’re already down. These days you’re looking very blue in the face while you continue to hold your breath.

Imagine what it’s like to have your whole World crash down around you. There are very few people who you can count on to pull you up, but instead, they walk right up to you with a smile on their face and proceed to kick you while you’re down. 

Can you even imagine such a cruel World? Have you ever been kicked? When you're already down? Think about it next time, before you kick another innocent person

Sincerely,

dawn

 

LEO Theater - ACT3

If the last year was comparable to a Dark Comedy in Iberia Parish and a Dark Dark Drama in Lafayette, then in Vermilion Parish we got us a full blown Horror Show. There has always been a dark veil of coonass paranoia over Vermilion in large part due to the Vermilion Parish Sheriff Department. The unwritten law behind a VPSO badge is- “it’s not WHAT you know, but WHO you know that matters”.

Read it here.

LEO Theater - ACT2

A theater critic might categorize the last 12 months in the Iberia Sheriff office as a Dark Comedy. But then that same critic would categorize the last 12 months in the Lafayette Sheriff office as a very Dark Dark Drama.

Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,
But a whole lot more like me.

                                                                                                                Shel Silverstein

Read it here

 

 

The Closer

I’ll just sit here and keep score on Sheriff Mark Garber for a little while longer.

·         Leadership          7

·         Budgeting           2

·         Conduct Becoming          0

·         Family Values    negative 25

 

 

Get your VooDoo on

'The only thing [Sheriff Couvillon] has done for decades is eat crawfish and barbecue with school board members, mayors and councilmen of little towns, sheriffs, deputies, etc. - and he's done favors' for all of them.'

'And we all know how Vermilion Parish is: they are the most clannish, parochial provincial and paranoid grouping of people in the whole State of Louisiana.'

And Sheriff Couvillon owns the clans, he owns all of them. Right?

There are a lot of perks when you belong to a Couvillon Clan. A Couvillon Clansman can relax while they snort and sell their cocaine because they know Sheriff Couvillon will look the other way. You can make false reports to the Sheriff to frame your enemies while being assured that Sheriff Couvillon will back up your lies.

Sheriff Couvillon has the power to protect the guilty and destroy the innocent whenever it’s convenient, much like when that gentleman from Florida moved his wife to Maurice.

Apparently Sheriff Couvillon is afraid that someone in Florida will google the name of his favorite VPSO detective. He fears that if they find her, they will let all of her skeletons come out of the closet.

Understand, Sheriff Couvillon has often used threats as well as down right lies in effort to gain an illegal advantage over the innocent. And he works just as hard by trying to bury the truth to protect his paranoid Clan.

Legends tell us that an unwed mother in Florida was dancing in strip clubs to make ends meet when she married a guy with money. Soon, the rich gentleman learned that his dancing wife was having an affair with the Sheriff in Florida. In an effort to save his marriage, he moved the whole family to Maurice, Louisiana.

In no time at all, his wife started getting it on with the Sheriff in Vermillon, and so, the poor rich-guy moved back to Florida. Nobody knows for sure where her kid is.

After Mr Money moved back to Florida, the dancer needed to make a paycheck and that’s when Sheriff Couvillon turned her into his number one jail Bondsman.

It was a sweet racket. Anyone and everyone who wanted to bail out of the Vermilion jail could only use one bondsman, and that was the lady from Florida. Vermilion parish has plenty of bondsman to choose from, Jerry Suire is the most honest of them. Deal is, the VPSO would only do business with the... the dancing lady from Florida.

Next thing ya know, Sheriff Couvillon hired the lady from Florida as a VPSO deputy, even though she had ZERO law enforcement experience. We don’t have to kid ourselves, we all know the kind of experience that Couvillon was interested in.

Even as a Sheriff’s Deputy, the lady from Florida continued to monopolize the bondsman racket inside the VPSO with the help of Sheriff Mike Couvillon.

There is no mystery as to why Vermilion Parish is the most clannish, parochial provincial and paranoid grouping of people in the State. Congratulations on your election win, Sheriff Couvillon.  You too, Mrs Sheriff.

~wink~