Hank's Blog - If the Law Don't Get Them...
Now, I'm a pretty easy-going guy, but I'm a little frustrated right now. I was dealing with this suspect the other day, and what went down is still bugging me. And no, I'm not talking about the fact that one of my witnesses took a giant shit in the interrogation room. Yeah, thanks gramps, appreciate it. This job sometimes...
Anyway, my suspect: Now, I can't get into details because this case is a little... sensitive. But suffice it to say, I know this little sweaty rat bastard jerk is guilty. Even if certain colleagues of mine do not agree, I could tell just from the flopsweat on his brow the second I started asking questions that this crotch-stain was hiding something big.
I got this kid in the room, and he's spinning some ridiculous alibi that wouldn't fool a retarded (oh wait, excuse me -- mentally challenged) douchebucket. He's got some dumb skeezy "lady of the night" vouching for him. I know this walking STD, and she ain't what you'd call a reliable witness. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and conjecture that some money and/or crystal was exchanged for that "rock-solid" story.
I don't know, these wannabe banger jackholes with one foot in the grave -- they just chap my ass. I look at them in their floppy pants ten times bigger than they are, and I just weep for today's youth -- metaphorically speaking that is. It's a good thing I got my nephew to keep my faith in "Generation Dumber-than-Shit" going. I just gotta hope he's not the exception, you know what I mean?
I figure I'll find something on this kid eventually. He's gonna slip up, and that skank bomb "girlfriend" of his isn't gonna be able to help him next time. But honestly, as a great man once said, "If the law don't get them, the mountain will." The Cartel boys he's messing with are not known for their mercy and tact.
On the bright side, I can thank the little punk for a little cash donation we confiscated. That's right asshat, guess who's got your money now? That'll buy us some shiny new surveillance equipment, new softball uniforms... hell, now we can get the good candy for the snack machines.
Man, just thinking about all the stuff I can spend that skinny poseur's money on is giving me goosebumps. I can't wait to crack open some catalogs. Schrader out!
Good stuff.... thought it was a little to heavy handed even for Hank, though.
And there are already enough bad guys in this show that I don't think we need to make the "Good Guys" bad guy vigilante's.
What I mean by that is the talk about what is going to be done with the money.
If the confiscated money was used directly like that, then the Cops would never really WANT to snuff out the Drug Dealers. They would just let them build up and bust them, take the money, and LET them do it again.
Is that what really happens? Maybe... but the system shouldn't be DESIGNED that way.
why is the element table br and ba used to spell breaking bad? does it have anything to do with the chemicals for the manufacturing of meth?
I think we as BBs could analyze the situation and see that Walt is family to Hank. He is already dealing with a lying, shoplifting wife, why not stretch out his hand to his meth cooking brother-in-law? That is quite a stretch, but still within arms length. Don't you think?
Hey, Pinky Willard! Walt is a chemist! Br & Ba are in the table of elements. Walt uses his genius throughout the show in different ways. Not just to cook meth.
thank you laz3000 for your resonse but you failed to understand what i wanted to know so i researched the elemnts (br) bromine and (ba) barium and they have nothing to do with the manufacturing of meth. it requires ephedrine and pseudophedrine, so i still don"t understand why the elements br and ba were used except to spell out breaking bad. i know that walt is a genius because he is malcoms dad.
Pinky, I liked the Malcom's dad comment in reference to the genius comment. Anyways, you're right br and ba have nothing to do with the manufacturing of meth, but who said it did or had to? If the man's a chemist then he can craft all kinds of evil from chemicals. Think of the first episode when he mixed chemicals to get out of danger, or how he dissolved the body, or how he overpowered Tuco in his lair, or how he took apart the etch-a-sketch to melt through the lock. Man! I love this show!
Quit thinking about it so hard. Let it go!