"Mom, was my
dad a bad guy?" four-year-old Joel Guerena plaintively asked his
mother Vanessa after her husband, 26-year-old Jose, was killed in
a withering barrage of gunfire during a SWAT invasion of their home.
"They killed my dad! Police killed my dad! Why? What did my dad
do?"
To the extent
the question posed by that traumatized child dealt with a moral
justification for the killing, a good and sufficient answer would
be: "Nothing." Jose Guerena was killed because he had the temerity
to defend his family from a criminal assault carried out by armed
strangers.
When the stormtroopers
arrived shortly after 9:00 a.m. on May 5, Jose had just surrendered
to well-earned slumber after working the graveyard shift at the
nearby Asarco Mine.
Jose, a former
Marine who served two combat tours abroad, had taken that job to
provide for his young family after mustering out of the Corps. Jose
had devoted the last hours of his life to producing wealth. Meanwhile,
his killers were planning to lay siege to several homes in the neighborhood
as part of the Regime's Narcotics Price Support Program, the murderous
charade sometimes called the "War on Drugs."
Jose was able
to get just a tiny amount of sleep before being startled awake by
the terrified screams of his wife, who had seen a large party of
armed men approaching them. One of them pointed a rifle at her;
another shattered a window. None of them, she insists, identified
himself as a police officer – not that this would make a substantive
difference in moral or even legal terms.
"I saw
this guy pointing me at the window," Vanessa
recalled in a subsequent television interview. "So, I got
scared. And, I got like, ‘Please don’t shoot, I have a baby.’ I
put my baby [down]. [And I] put bag in window. And, I yell ‘Jose!
Jose! Wake up!’"
According
to his wife, Jose's last words were: "Vani, go into the closet
with the kid. Go!" He then grabbed his AR-15 and went to confront
the people who threatened his family. Seven seconds later, he was
dead. His killers unleashed a fusillade
of 71 shots.
Given that
the marksmanship of the typical tax-feeder is on a par with that
of the Imperial Stormtroopers from Star Wars, it’s likely that only
a handful of the gunshots hit their marks, but that was enough.
Jose was killed
before he could pull the trigger. That doesn't alter the fact
that he died on his feet, with his face to the enemy as he shielded
his family against criminal aggression.
Neither Jose
nor Vanessa had a criminal record. Nobody in their household took
part in commerce involving non-government-approved mood-altering
substances, and no evidence was found to suggest otherwise.
In the immediate
aftermath of the murder, Jose’s killers – in keeping with established
custom – began to traduce the victim's reputation, claiming
that the slain husband and father was a violent suspect who had
fired
the first shot, and that a ballistic shield had probably saved
the life of one of the assailants. This version of events was dutifully
regurgitated by an initially uncritical local media.
Jose’s reputation
was allowed to steep in that falsehood for several days before the
PCSO grudgingly admitted the truth. "A deputy’s bullet struck
the side of the doorway, causing chips of wood to fall on his shield,"
recounted the Arizona Daily Star, paraphrasing an account
provided by PCSO functionary Michael O’Connor. "That prompted
some members of the team to think the deputy had been shot."
The PCSO wasn’t
through bemerding the memory of Jose Geurena, however.
In the new
version peddled by the department, Guerena supposedly used his final
seconds this side of eternity to channel Tony Montana, crouching
down and growling: "I have something for you!"
The people
who gunned Jose down – who are hardly disinterested witnesses –
claim that he knew that he was drawing bead on law enforcement personnel.
This is not what happened, even though Jose had every
moral and legal right to use lethal force to defend his home
from an unlawful invasion.
Why was a SWAT
team used to serve search warrants – apart, that is, from the fact
that this would give the mirror-abusing, rifle-fondling poseurs
something to do?
"Tucson
is notorious for home invasions and we didn’t want it to look like
that," insisted PCSO spokesman O’Connor, exhibiting the dull-witted
refusal to acknowledge the obvious that typifies tax-feeders of
his station. SWAT
raids of this kind are nothing other than government-licensed home
invasions. The only difference is that when a State-chartered
gang meets armed resistance, it won't relent until it – and whatever
allies it can recruit – has annihilated the target.
Between 2005
and 2008, seven counties in Texas were terrorized by a gang that
carried out a series of home invasion robberies while dressed in
SWAT attire and packing high-performance weaponry.
The robbers
would burst into a targeted home shouting "Search warrant!" The
victims would be beaten and zip-cuffed at gunpoint, and then the
raiders would help themselves to anything of value they could find.
On some occasions, when an initial search would turn up empty, the
gang would employ what Dick Cheney and his groupies call "enhanced
interrogation techniques," such as attacking vulnerable anatomy
with pliers, or waterboarding a victim to break down his resistance.
All of those tactics were directly inspired by the exploits of those
who serve in the Regime's apparatus of armed repression – both here
and abroad.
"I never
imagined I would lose him like that, he was badly injured but I
never thought he could be killed by police after he served his country,"
lamented Vanessa Guerena. The grim fact is that we shouldn't be
surprised that a Regime capable of sending Americans abroad to
terrorize Iraqis in their homes would employ the same state
terrorism against Americans here at home. Jose, who had left the
Regime's employ in favor of an honest life of productive labor,
was murdered in his own home by an Empire he had served abroad.
As Vanessa observes, Jose was badly wounded – but his injuries may
have been survivable, if they had been treated in a timely fashion.
The SWAT team's behavior immediately after the shooting eliminates
any doubt that this was, at very least, a case of criminal homicide
through depraved indifference.
During the assault on her home, Vanessa
called 911, and a team of paramedics was dispatched by the nearby
Drexel Heights Fire/Rescue department. Medical personnel arrived
within two minutes of that call. After emerging from her hiding
place, the terrorized woman pleaded with the SWAT team to allow
the rescue workers to treat her husband. Rather than doing so, they
held help at bay for over an hour – until their victim was dead
– supposedly in the interest of "security."
Several days
after the killing, Tucson
ABC affiliate KGUN obtained the emergency call records for Drexel
Heights Fire Rescue. They disclosed that the agency received a 911
call at 9:43 a.m.; a unit arrived two minutes later. However, "deputies
told rescue workers to stay put. That’s standard to be sure they
won’t walk into danger. But they waited until 10:59. Then heard
the radio call 'Code 900′; that means they were no longer
needed because the person was dead. One hour and 14 minutes went
by. Drexel Heights indicates they were never allowed to even examine
Jose Guereña."
Then again,
the PCSO SWAT team, which was co-created by future Surgeon General
Richard Carmona, has long boasted that its members include highly
trained field medics who can render life-saving medical assistance
on the scene of a shootout. Carmona
told KGUN that "the care is not [rendered] according to good
guy or bad guy or suspect. Whoever needs the care, gets the care
as quickly and safely as possible."
Jose Guerena received no care of any kind for over an hour. Those
who share my cynical cast of mind might suspect that the goons who
murdered Jose may have been more interested in devising a suitable
cover story than in saving the victim's life.
Owing to its proximity to the border with Mexico, Tucson is considered
a high-activity "corridor" for smuggling drugs and unauthorized
immigrants. During the past five years, nearly 40,000 people have
been killed in Mexico on account of the proxy narcotics war being
waged in that country by Washington. This ever-growing body count
has provoked concern about the possibility that Mexico's drug-related
violence might overflow the border.
This is exactly
what happened to Jose Guerena and his family.
In recent weeks, tens
of thousands of Mexicans have joined peaceful protests to demand
an end to the demented "war on drugs" that is tearing their country
apart. The skimpy U.S. media coverage of those protests has largely
focused on speeches and slogans condemning the depredations of Mexican
narcotics kingpins, who are typical of the criminal scum that rises
to the top whenever government-imposed prohibition is inflicted
on a society. But this is just one aspect of the multi-faceted ugliness
on display in Mexico.
Since
the administration of Felipe Calderon began its U.S.-abetted drug
war in 2006, observes
Louis Hernandez Navarro of Mexico's La Jornada, "Tens
of thousands of people have been murdered. Many of them were unarmed,
and had not picked a fight. They were not killed as part of the
all-out war between rival drug cartels or during clashes between
the military and/or the police and organized crime gangs. Their
deaths were crimes committed in a country where vast areas are under
a non-declared state of siege, patrolled day and night by thousands
of police and military."
What Navarro
describes are scenes from the southern front of the Regime's longest
war – the one waged against its own citizens in the name of drug
prohibition. He is also offering a preview of what life will soon
become on this side of the border, as well.
The murder
of Jose Guerena by a federally subsidized death squad would fit
very nicely into that bloody Mexican milieu – and it's a harbinger
of the kind of state terrorism that will become increasingly commonplace
until the Regime is put out of our misery.