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“Who wouldn’t want to use it? You lose weight and you have great sex.” — Assistant U.S. Attorney Paul Laymon

Hey kids. Crystal meth is created by cooking the ephedrine or pseudoephedrine found in cold medicines or weight loss aids. The pills are crushed into powder, then blended to a steady boil with other solvents like starter fluid or Coleman fuel. This creates a bubbly, sudsy chemical reaction which can be strained through one of your children’s diapers and set aside to dry in the basement or living room.

The foaming white, crumbly residue can be smoked in a traditional, contemporary American crack pipe made from glass or ceramic [high in 3-5 minutes] — or placed gently upon a small sheet of tinfoil, heated from below with a cigarette lighter and the vapors inhaled [high in 2-3 minutes]. If the end product looks more like crystals than powder, they can be melted over a spoon, sucked into a communal syringe, and injected into your bloodstream [immediately high]. If you just want to put it in your mouth and swallow, you have to wait fifteen minutes. A single dose of meth lasts for six to eight hours. The identical portion of cocaine would get you high for maybe twenty minutes.

Dr. Mary Holley, obstetrician and chairperson of Mothers Against Methamphetamine, informed the Associated Press that one’s initial hit of meth is the equivalent of ten orgasms all on top of each other, each lasting for 30 minutes to an hour, with a feeling of arousal that lasts for another day and a half. She is quick to confess that the effect doesn’t last long: “After you’ve been using [meth] about six months or so, you can’t have sex unless you’re high. After you have been using it a little bit longer you can’t have sex even when you’re high. Nothing happens. [Your penis] doesn’t work.”

And you’re not obligated to keep referring to it as methamphetamine, Poindexter. Popular slang for this drug of course includes crystal, but more commonly tina — a corruption of the word sixteen, based on the concept of one sixteenth of an ounce. When you see Craigslist classified ads from people searching for a “party with Tina,” you can rest assured they’re willing to spend anywhere from three to five dollars.

Meth Labs
Eighty percent of meth comes from Mexican drug cartels operating in the desolate expanses of central and southern California. Enterprising individuals armed with orange rubber hoses stretched like octopus arms across gas torches heating Big Gulp cups of isopropyl alcohol can make about 280 doses per concoction — provided there’s enough cat litter to absorb stray toxins. With commercial-grade lab equipment, a single basement can churn out close to a million units every two days using high-thread-count Martha Stewart linens to filter solids from liquids. The Oregonian reports that California’s Central Valley, according to Fresno prosecutor Carl M. Faller Jr, is “Columbia for meth”.

Might a portable meth lab in your car adequately pimp your ride? The Narcotics Digest Weekly tells of a federal grand jury in Kentucky who indicted two men for concealing ice methamphetamine in a motorized, 3-foot hobby rocket — connected by wires to the vehicle’s cigarette lighter. If stopped by police, the men planned to open the trunk of the vehicle, raise the methamphetamine-filled rocket into launching position using a string and pulley system, and launch the rocket into the air. These two men now host Methbusters on the Discovery channel.

Creating methamphetamine is a dangerous process. The chemicals and solvents are more than just flammable; they’re highly volatile and downright explosive. If you’re bubblin’ up paint thinner in a $19.00 Family Guy coffee mug you ordered off a web site — and it cracks in half over the Spider-Man 2 laser pointer doubling as a Bunsen burner — well, nobody ever said finding the perfect recipe was gonna be easy. It’s not Julia Child in the kitchen, it’s Julia Child on meth in the kitchen: and she’s in there whackin’ on turkeys with croquet mallets and makin’ those weird meth faces, going duh with all her stupid meth friends, knocking the pie into the propane, and generally being careless. When meth ingredients explode and glass containers burst, hot sticky chemicals splash outward in every direction. Meth labs don’t “catch” fire, they’re instantly placed into a state of violent, raging fire climbing up the walls and ceiling of your trailer home or apartment complex. So wear an apron. Nothing beats a picture of a burned-out Volkswagen bus meth lab with an upside-down teddy bear in the corner.

Perhaps investing in better lab equipment becomes pointless when (a) it might blow up at any moment, and (b) the police can seize all of it at any time. Individuals busted for developing in-house meth labs now face the same scrutiny as captured sex offenders: in December of 2005, the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation launched an Internet Registry of convicted methamphetamine manufacturers.

In North Carolina, crystal meth is considered a weapon of mass destruction, invoked in accordance with the Patriot Act under the state’s Nuclear, Biological, and Chemical Weapons Act. Under the law, a meth conviction results in a sentence ranging from 12 years to life in prison on each count.

“The difference between a sex offender and someone involved in illegal narcotics is that you can get out of the illegal narcotics business,” claims Sergeant Jason Grellner, commander of the meth unit in Franklin County, Montana. Mug shots and photographs of the offenders will not be included in the online expose, primarily because most rural sheriff’s departments can’t afford all that big-city digital camera paraphernalia.

One side effect of these new drug laws is the practice of “smurfing,” a colloquialism so poorly coined it brings to mind only a handful of uptight squares or parents who don’t understand. Smurfing is the act of considering every possible store in your area which might sell products with pseudoephedrine, driving to each store, and purchasing that store’s two-package limit. The reason it’s called smurfing is because large groups of meth addicts can be seen assembled together in this ritual, standing in a big conga line, clutching bottles of blue cough medicine. Plus if you squint your eyes and you’re a totally uneducated huckleberry from Sticksville, Stupidland — something about the whole deal reminds you of a bunch of Smurfs. Which makes the police Gargamel and the DEA Azreal. The word smurfing was originally a banking term which described the process of evading government scrutiny by breaking up one single mammoth financial transaction into many smaller ones. The term has been further corrupted to describe forging packets on a computer network to produce denial of service attacks.

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In December of 2005, Linda Green, the widow of an Oklahoma State Trooper killed by a violent meth addict, filed a wrongful-death suit against Pfizer, Wal-Mart, Walgreen, Dollar General and United Supermarkets — arguing the companies knew they were supplying meth addicts with the tools of their trade. The word smurfing does not appear once in the document.

The War on Drugs is stronger now than it’s ever been, and states like Oklahoma have already pioneered new laws banning certain types of cough syrup containing pseudo-ephedrine and other ingredients. The purpose of this legislation is to get pain relievers off the shelves where they might be bought in bulk. The bill passed easily in 2004, ushering in a new era of red-flagged sales, purchases tracked with fingerprints and photo IDs, and signature logs establishing direct paper trails capable of linking you and your stoner buddies to that basement treasure trove of Winnie the Pooh Sneezy-Head Flu gelatinous caps. Ephedrine all by itself, as an ingredient, can fetch $3,000 per pound on the street.

But law enforcement is essentially helpless: they can’t possibly bust every single mobile and stationary lab in town. In Georgia, police chased the “Mailbox Meth Gang,” a group of twenty talented addicts who kept an eye out for raised red flags on the mailboxes of their neighborhood’s housing subdivisions. Such mailboxes were observed to contain checks, bank statements, credit card offers, and other forms of ID suitable for plundering. The Mailbox Meth Gang secured roughly 14,000 credit card numbers, which they used in the service of securing more meth. One defendant who pled guilty to fifty-six counts of identity theft received close to a full year in the county jail.

Dry mouth, one immediate side effect, is the result of depleted saliva glands, easily exacerbated by the acidic nature of the drug when smoked or snorted. Meth users often try medicating themselves with crazy, delicious liters of Mr. Pibb and Red Vines — but syrupy, sugary candies and sodas only contribute to the decay. Meth cavities usually start between two teeth, trapezing from cuspid to cuspid across the network of enamel. The desire to grind one’s molars together can easily result in multiple teeth snapping right out of your mouth and into the hot tub, or being left behind after a bite of your peanut butter sandwich. The meth mouth epidemic is widespread in prisons as well, where clean, sharp teeth are not always valued. Prisons are now obligated to devote a growing portion of their health-care budgets to emergency dental care, which costs taxpayers in every state a small fortune each year. Meth culture has emerged just in time to intersect with price reductions in false teeth and DaVinci Veneers.

The drug causes so much weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth that the phrase meth mouth has entered the public discourse. The heated substance, when fully aspirated, swirls through the users’ teeth and gums, inevitably leading to sores which never heal. Tooth enamel wears away quickly as entire rows of teeth dissolve to the gumline. It collects in the nasal passages which drain in the back of the throat, effectively corroding your entire face.

Regular meth users are referred to as tweakers, so-called because they can go ALL TWEAKEND LONG, BABY. They can be awake for three to fifteen days straight: irritable, violent and paranoid. On the show Cops, tweakers are frequently witnessed at the scene of automobile accidents and domestic disputes, freaked out with their shirts off and not at all surprised they’re being filmed by Cops. Prairie View Prevention Services, Inc. in association with MAPP, the Meth Awareness and Prevention Project, have created a small instructional flyer on how to handle tweakers:

If you notice that someone is tweaking, be careful how you handle the situation. Keep in mind these six safety tips for approaching a tweaker:

1. Keep your distance. Coming too close can be perceived as threatening.

2. No bright lights. The tweaker is paranoid and bright lights may cause them to react violently.

3. Slow your speech, lower your voice.

4. Slow your movements. The tweaker is paranoid and may misunderstand your movements.

5. Keep your hands visible, or they may feel threatened and become violent.

6. Keep the tweaker talking. A tweaker who falls silent can be extremely dangerous. Silence often means that his paranoid thoughts have taken over reality, and anyone present can become part of the tweaker’s paranoid delusions.

Meth is the shortest word in the English language one can lisp while drunk and underage at a gay bar. It can therefore be no surprise that homosexual males have congregated around the substance since its inception. For every meth mouth, there is an equal and opposite meth dick. Just ask graphic designer and 27-year-old Chad Upham, who grew so concerned about how easily he could enjoy drug weekends and unprotected sexual encounters with same-sex partners found online that he printed up T-shirts bearing the slogan I USE CRYSTAL METHAMPHETAMINE.

“A lot of people I’ve met [online] are just messes,” Chad confessed to Will O’Bryan in the D.C. MetroWeekly. “Their entire lives revolve around this. There’s nothing but Gatorade in the refrigerator and candy all over the house. I saw a guy freak out, just yelling on his bed.”

Rrrrrowr! But have you ever tried searching for such a needle in a gaystack? Not cool. Methamphetamine even has its own gay rainbow flag, a byproduct of the the cooking and straining process which commonly contributes unique colors, hues, and saturations to the dose. To be sure, unscrupulous dealers sometimes add food coloring to their stash, either to disguise their amateur technique or to peddle their warez more effectively.

RED: Meth was made from pseudo-ephedrine, and the red coloring of the original tablet was not adequately washed away.

ORANGE: Ephedrine sulfate was used, and a portion of the sulfate was reduced to sulfur.

PURPLE: Iodine from a phosphorus-iodine reaction was not washed out.

GREEN: Copper or other metallic salts made their way in to the mixture, probably due to the reaction vessel.

BROWN: Oxidized red coloring or tablating agent was present in the reduction.

Doctors and health advocates alike have come to demonize the drug, insisting that meth is systematically hunting down and exterminating the gay community from the inside out, just like that dinosaur in Jurassic Park who stalks and kills the one guy who looks like a cross between Gene Wilder and French Stewart. Consider the delicious warnings from Grant Colfax, a leading researcher with the San Francisco Department of Public Health:

“It makes them feel sexy,” Colfax reports. “They feel that it enhances their sexual behavior. Meth enhances the release of neurotransmitters — especially dopamine — and this release is associated with increased energy, increased libido, and increased feelings of invulnerability.”

Sage advice and brilliant wordsmithing indeed, although he could have just said if you want more dope, switch to meth. Furthermore, it’s unclear if Colfax was referring to gay sex among adult males or velociraptors. Statistically speaking, gay men, with their patterns of heavy alcohol use and incessant where’s-the-hood-at party mentality are far more likely in any city, suburb, or backwoods farmhouse (let’s all say it together) to bend over willingly and take crank for hours. Meanwhile, health campaigns targeting the lesbian and gay community have only begun searching for the right words and pictures to deliver anti-meth messages, often referred to internally as anti-methages.

PARTY ‘N’ PLAY… OR PARTY ‘N’ PAY?? spurts one mammoth 8 x 11″ placard positioned directly over the center-stage urinal at TUGS, an uptown gay bar in Seattle’s famed Pike-Pine Corridor. Let us guess: it’s a matter of life and meth? Another anti-crystal print and outdoor ad kicked off during Gay Pride in Canada, resulting in the wrath of Philip Morris’ Marlboro brand but paving the way for mushy, meth-mouth movie magic like Brokeback Mountain.

Or maybe you just need a booty bump, a method of administering meth by mixing it with water, putting the liquid in a syringe with the needle broken off, sticking it up your ass and injecting it. Don Baird, former meth enthusiast, describes booty bumping as “an unusually high-maintenance spectacle which screams LOOK AT ME I’M PUTTING DRUGS UP MY ASS”. It’s no exaggeration to say the act casts an awkward shadow over the traditional greet-n-snort or ritualistic passing of the pipe.

So whether you’re a spazzed-out circuit queen or a skinhead. Whether you call it crank, chalk, glass, ice, trash, tina, amp, laundry detergent, altoids, nazi dope, white house or just plain crystal, know the facts before making a meth out of your life

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ндсҟӘГ рац$ҽ 50л n Poulsen Kevin PoulsenAKA Kevin Lee Poulsen Born: 1965 Birthplace: Pasadena, CA Gender: Male Race or Ethnicity: White Sexual orientation: Straight Occupation: Hacker, Journalist Nationality: United States Executive summary: Hacker and journalist When Kevin Poulsen was 17, he used his primitive TRS-80 “color computer” to hack into the US Department of Defense’s Arpanet, the predecessor of the Internet. He wasn’t prosecuted. He was later a computer programmer at SRI and Sun Microsystems, and worked as a consultant testing Pentagon computer security. In 1988, when authorities suspected Poulsen had cracked a database on the federal investigation of Ferdinand Marcos, they came after him, and he disappeared. As a fugitive, Poulsen needled the FBI by hacking federal computers and revealing details of wiretaps on foreign consulates, suspected mobsters, and the American Civil Liberties Union. He also hacked into the details on FBI front companies. At the highest levels of U.S. law enforcement, they started calling him “The Hannibal Lecter of computer crime”. During his 17 months on the run, Poulsen and two friends, Ronald Austin and Justin Peterson, hacked phone lines to radio station KIIS-FM 102, ensuring that they’d be the “lucky” 102nd caller. Between them, they won two new Porsches, $20,000, and two Hawaiian vacations. When Poulsen was featured on Unsolved Mysteries, a reality crime-solving show, the program’s 800 number went dead as Poulsen’s picture came on the screen. But Poulsen was captured shortly after the episode aired in 1991, when employees in a supermarket recognized him and tackled him in the aisles. Poulsen later said he regretted shopping at the store, and was considering organizing “a high-tech boycott”. The feds finally had their “Hannibal Lecter”, but they weren’t sure what to do with him. After all, he’d made himself into the man who knew too much. Poulsen was held without bail for five years, then charged with money laundering and wire fraud, while more serious charges were dropped. He was sentenced retroactively to “time served” — five years — and his eventual release came with the stipulation that he not touch a computer for three more years. He’s now allegedly a law-abiding citizen, and regularly touches computers as a columnist for Security Focus, a security clearinghouse website. Poulsen poo-poos the idea, beloved in law enforcement circles, that only tougher laws, longer sentences, and powerful federal agencies can “protect us” from nefarious hackers — or, as they’re often called for dramatic effect, “cyber-terrorists”. Poulsen hates that word, by the way. “Press and public alike”, he says, “forget that terrorism traditionally involves some sort of terror”. Poulsen’s adventures were detailed in a thriller biography, The Watchman: The Twisted Life and Crimes of Serial Hacker Kevin Poulsen, by Jon Littman. Poulsen has said he didn’t much care for the book. _̷̢͎̘͔̪̘̫̞̦͙̟͜_̷̡̦̦͕̪͚͉̙̝̫̞̫_̷̡̡̻͍͇̘͎̟͚̟̝͜_̷͙̞͕̘̦͎̟͇͍̙͖̻_̷̞͚͕̟͙̙͖͙̟͚̺͜_̷̡̡̠̠̙̺̫̟̦͓͍_̷̡͙̙̦͎͎̙͍͇̪͖_̷̢̢̦͇̻͇̝̦͙͇̪_̷͚͓̠͉͇͙̘̝̞̙_̷̢͔̙͓̼͕͕͍͕͚͚̦_̷̢̢̦̟͍̠͕̘͙͕_̷̡͙͖͉͔͓̺̠͔̞̪̪_̷̢͎̘͔̪̘̫̞̦͙̟͜_̷̡̦̦͕̪͚͉̙̝̫̞̫_̷̡̡̻͍͇̘͎̟͚̟̝͜_̷͙̞͕̘̦͎̟͇͍̙͖̻_̷̞͚͕̟͙̙͖͙̟͚̺͜_̷̡̡̠̠̙̺̫̟̦͓͍_̷̡͙̙̦͎͎̙͍͇̪͖_̷̢̢̦͇̻͇̝̦͙͇̪_̷͚͓̠͉͇͙̘̝̞̙_̷̢͔̙͓̼͕͕͍͕͚͚̦_̷̢̢̦̟͍̠͕̘͙͕_̷̡͙͖͉͔͓̺̠͔̞̪̪_̷̢̢̦͇̻͇̝̦͙͇̪_̷͚͓̠͉͇͙̘̝̞̙_̷̢͔̙͓̼͕͕͍͕͚͚̦ .`̒̈́́͑͆̓͘̚͝`͒̈́̓͐́̚͘͝͠`̿͛͆͊̾̀͋̈́`͌̀̔͛̔̒͊͘͝`͒̿͛̔͛͑͌͝`́͒͊̿̿͌̕͘`́͑̐͋̓͘̚̚`̀̾͊̓͐͐̓̈́͝`̒̈́̀͊̀̓͐̚͠`̐̿͑͐͆̒̕͝͝`̈́̐̿̿͒̓͊͘͝`͐͋́̈́̽̓͘͝`͆́͌͐́̚̚͝`̈́̐̿̈́͛̓́̚͠`̐̀̽͆͌́͝͝`̒̈́́͑͆̓͘̚͝`͒̈́̓͐́̚͘͝͠`̿͛͆͊̾̀͋̈́`͌̀̔͛̔̒͊͘͝`͒̿͛̔͛͑͌͝`́͒͊̿̿͌̕͘`́͑̐͋̓͘̚̚`̀̾͊̓͐͐̓̈́͝`̒̈́̀͊̀̓͐̚͠`̐̿͑͐͆̒̕͝͝`̈́̐̿̿͒̓͊͘͝`͐͋́̈́̽̓͘͝`͆́͌͐́̚̚͝`̈́̐̿̈́͛̓́̚͠`̐̀̽͆͌́͝͝`̒̈́́͑͆̓͘̚͝`͒̈́̓͐́̚͘͝͠`̿͛͆͊̾̀͋̈́`͌̀̔͛̔̒͊͘͝`͒̿͛̔͛͑͌͝`́͒͊̿̿͌̕͘`́͑̐͋̓͘̚̚`̀̾͊̓͐͐̓̈́͝`̒̈́̀͊̀̓͐̚͠`̐̿͑͐͆̒̕͝͝`̈́̐̿̿͒̓͊͘͝`͐͋́̈́̽̓͘͝`͆́͌͐́̚̚͝`̈́̐̿̈́͛̓́̚͠`̐̀̽͆͌́͝͝`̒̈́́͑͆̓͘̚͝`͒̈́̓͐́̚͘͝͠`̿͛͆͊̾̀͋̈́`̀̾͊̓͐͐̓̈́͝`̒̈́̀͊̀̓͐̚͠`̐̿͑͐͆̒̕͝͝`̈́̐̿̿͒̓͊͘͝`͐͋́̈́̽̓͘͝`͆́͌͐́̚̚͝`̈́̐̿̈́͛̓́̚͠`̐̀̽͆͌́͝͝

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Marvin John Heemeyer (October 28, 1951 – June 4, 2004) was an automobile muffler repair shop owner who demolished numerous buildings with a modified bulldozer in Granby, Colorado in 06/4, 2004
“Killdozer” rampage
Heemeyer had feuded with Granby town officials, particularly over fines for violating city health ordinances after local officials made it financially impossible for Heemeyer to connect to the city sewage system. He was subsequently fined for improperly dumping sewage from his business instead of connecting to the city sewer system. His feud came to a head on June 4, 2004. Over about eighteen months Heemeyer had secretly modified a Komatsu D355A bulldozer by adding layers of steel and concrete, intended to serve as armor.[1] He used this to demolish the Granby town hall, the former mayor’s house, and several other buildings.[Heemeyer’s rampage concluded with his suicide, after his bulldozer became trapped in the basement of a hardware store he had been in the process of destroying.

Marvin Heemeyer was born on October 28, 1951, in South Dakota and lived in Grand Lake, Colorado, about 16 miles (26 km) away from Granby.] According to a neighbor, Heemeyer moved to town more than ten years before the incident. His friends stated that he had no relatives in the Granby–Grand Lake area.

John Bauldree, a friend of Heemeyer’s, said that he was a likable person. Heemeyer’s brother Ken stated that he “would bend over backwards for anyone.” However, while many people described Heemeyer as an affable person, local resident Christie Baker claimed that her husband was threatened by Heemeyer after refusing to pay for a disputed muffler repair.Baker said her husband later paid Heemeyer $124 via an intermediary.

Zoning dispute
In 1992, Heemeyer purchased 2 acres (0.8 ha) of land from the Resolution Trust Corporation, the federal agency organized to handle the assets of failed savings and loan associations, for $42,000 to build a muffler shop. He subsequently agreed to sell the land to Cody Docheff to build a concrete batch plant, Mountain Park Concrete, for $250,000. According to Susan Docheff, Heemeyer changed his mind and increased the price to $375,000, then to a deal worth approximately $1 million. Some[who?] believed that this negotiation happened before the rezoning proposal was heard by the town council.

In 2001, Granby’s zoning commission and trustees approved the construction of the concrete plant. Heemeyer unsuccessfully appealed the decision, claiming the construction blocked access to his shop. He was subsequently fined $2,500[ by the town council and a city judge for various violations, including “not being hooked up to the sewer line”; he had initially been unable to connect to the new sewer line as the line ran 60 feet (18 m) away from his property and the city expected him to pay the nearly $80,000 cost of laying the connector.

The ‘Killdozer’

Heemeyer used this armor-plated Komatsu D355A bulldozer to destroy 13 buildings in Granby, Colorado.
Heemeyer’s bulldozer was a modified Komatsu D355A,which he referred to as the “MK Tank” in audio recordings, fitted with makeshift armor plating covering the cabin, engine, and parts of the tracks. In places, this armor was over 1 foot (30 cm) thick, consisting of 5,000 psi (34 MPa) Quikrete concrete mix sandwiched between sheets of tool steel (acquired from an automotive dealer in Denver), to make ad-hoc composite armor. This made the machine impervious to small arms fire and resistant to explosives. Three external explosions and more than 200 rounds of ammunition fired at the bulldozer had no effect on it.

For visibility, the bulldozer was fitted with several video cameras linked to two monitors mounted on the vehicle’s dashboard. The cameras were protected on the outside by 3-inch (76 mm) shields of clear bulletproof lexan.[1] Compressed-air nozzles were fitted to blow dust away from the video cameras. Onboard fans and an air conditioner were used to keep Heemeyer cool while driving. He had made three gun-ports, fitted for a .50 caliber rifle, a .308 semi-automatic rifle, and a .22LR rifle, all fitted with a one-half-inch-thick (1.3 cm) steel plate. Heemeyer apparently had no intention of leaving the cabin once he entered it.Authorities initially speculated that he may have used a homemade crane – found in his garage – to lower the armor hull over the dozer and himself. “Once he tipped that lid shut, he knew he wasn’t getting out,” Daly said. Investigators searched the garage where they believed that Heemeyer built the vehicle and found cement and armor steel.
“It is interesting to observe that I was never caught”, Heemeyer wrote. “This was a part-time project over a ​1 1⁄2 year time period.” He was surprised that several men, who had visited the shed late the previous year, had not noticed the modified bulldozer “especially with the 2,000-pound [910 kg] lift fully exposed … somehow their vision was clouded.”

On June 4, 2004, Heemeyer drove his armored bulldozer through the wall of his former business, the concrete plant, the town hall, the office of the local newspaper that editorialized against him, the home of a former mayor (in which the mayor’s widow then resided), and a hardware store owned by another man Heemeyer named in a lawsuit, as well as a few others. Heemeyer had leased his business to a trash company and sold the property several months before the rampage.

The attack lasted for two hours and seven minutes, damaging thirteen buildings,[
knocking out natural gas service to the town hall and the concrete plant, damaging a truck, and destroying part of a utility service center.[ Despite the great damage to property, no one besides Heemeyer (by a self-inflicted gunshot wound) was killed in the event.However, the modified bulldozer came to be known as “Killdozer” after the name of a short story by Theodore Sturgeon] The damage was estimated at $7 million.] According to Grand County commissioner James Newberry, emergency dispatchers used the reverse 911 emergency system to notify many residents and property owners of the rampage going on in the town.

Defenders of Heemeyer’s contended that he made a point of not hurting anybody during his bulldozer rampage;[1] Ian Daugherty, a bakery owner, said Heemeyer “went out of his way” not to harm anyone. Others offered different views. The sheriff’s department argued the fact that no one was injured was not due to good intent as much as to good luck. Heemeyer had installed two rifles in firing ports on the inside of the bulldozer,[] and fired fifteen bullets from his rifle at power transformers and propane tanks. “Had these tanks ruptured and exploded, anyone within one-half mile (800 m) of the explosion could have been endangered,” the sheriff’s department said. Twelve police officers and residents of a senior citizens complex were within such a range.[5] Heemeyer fired many bullets from his semi-automatic rifle at Cody Docheff when Docheff tried to stop the assault on his concrete plant by using a wheel tractor-scraper, which was pushed aside by Heemeyer’s bulldozer. Later, Heemeyer fired on two state patrol officers before they had fired at him. The sheriff’s department also noted that eleven of the thirteen buildings Heemeyer bulldozed were occupied until moments before their destruction. At the town library, for example, a children’s program was in progress when the incident began.

One officer dropped a flash-bang grenade down the bulldozer’s exhaust pipe, with no apparent effect. Local and state patrol, including a SWAT team, walked behind and beside the bulldozer, occasionally firing, but the armored bulldozer was impervious to their shots. Attempts to disable the bulldozer’s cameras with gunfire failed as the bullets were unable to penetrate the 3-inch (7.6 cm) bulletproof plastic. At one point, undersheriff Glenn Trainor climbed atop the bulldozer and rode it “like a bronc buster, trying to figure out a way to get a bullet inside the dragon”.However, he was forced to jump off to avoid being hit with debris.

At this point, local authorities and the Colorado State Patrol feared they were running out of options in terms of firepower, and that Heemeyer would soon turn against civilians in Granby. Governor Bill Owens allegedly considered authorizing the National Guard to use either an Apache attack helicopter equipped with a Hellfire missile or a two-man fire team equipped with a Javelin anti-tank missile to destroy the bulldozer. This was quickly deemed unnecessary when Heemeyer became trapped in the basement of a Gambles hardware store. As late as 2011, Governor Owens’s staff still vehemently denied considering such a course of action, but since then members of the State Patrol revealed that, to the contrary, the governor did consider authorizing an attack but ultimately decided against it due to the potential for collateral damage of a
missile strike in the heart of Granby . significantly higher than whatHeemeyer
..could have caused with his bulldozer.

Two problems arose as Heemeyer destroyed the Gambles hardware store. The radiator of the bulldozer had been damaged and the Dr Dr engine was leaking various fluids. The bulldozer’s engine failed, and Heemeyer dropped one tread into the store’s basement, but could not get out. About a minute later, one of the SWAT team members, who had swarmed around the machine, reported hearing a single gunshot from inside the sealed cab. It was later determined that Heemeyer had shot himself in the head with a .357-caliber handgun.

Police first used explosives in an attempt to remove the steel plates, but after the third explosion failed, they cut through them with an oxyacetylene cutting torch. Grand County Emergency Management Director Jim Holahan stated that authorities were able to access and remove Heemeyer’s body at 2 a.m. on June 5.

Fate of the bulldozer
On April 19, 2005, the town announced plans to scrap Heemeyer’s bulldozer. The plan involved dispersing individual pieces to many separate scrap yards to prevent souvenir-taking.

In addition to writings that he left on the wall of his shed, Heemeyer recorded three audio tapes explaining his motivation for the attack. The tapes contained two separate recordings on each side for a total of six recordings. He mailed these to his brother in South Dakota shortly before stepping into his bulldozer. Heemeyer’s brother turned the tapes over to the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), who in turn sent them to the Grand County Sheriff’s Department. The tapes were released by the Grand County Sheriff’s Office on August 31, 2004. The tapes are about 2.5 hours in length.[19] The first recording was made on April 13, 2004. The last recording was made thirteen days before the rampage on May 22.

“God built me for this job,” Heemeyer said in the first recording. He also said it was God’s plan that he not be married or have a family so that he could be in a position to carry out such an attack. “I think God will bless me to get the machine done, to drive it, to do the stuff that I have to do,” he said. “God blessed me in advance for the task that I am about to undertake. It is my duty. God has asked me to do this. It’s a cross that I am going to carry and I’m carrying it in God’s name.”[

Investigators later found Heemeyer’s handwritten list of targets. According to the police, it included the buildings he destroyed, the local Catholic church (which he did not damage), and the names of various people who had sided against him in past disputes.[ Notes found by investigators after the incident indicated that the primary motivation for the bulldozer rampage was his plan to stop the concrete plant from being built near his shop. These notes indicated that he held grudges over the zoning approval. “I was always willing to be reasonable until I had to be unreasonable”, he wrote. “Sometimes reasonable men must do unreasonable things.”

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