so the Bureau of Indian Affairs has sent a formidable squadron of its cops and drug dogs to beautiful downtown Nixon, Nevada. Why? well, the official line was that, you know, since there’s a horrible problem with oxycontin and oxycodone abuse on the reservation, the BIA better show up to help because all these drug-soaked burners will be driving through to prey upon the helpless addicts of the rez, and…….
ok, ok, hold on for a cotton-pickin’ minute. that’s the biggest pile of poop cover story we’ve heard in quite a few moons. Burners looking to sell buckets and buckets of opiates to tribal addicts? PUH-LEEZ! Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. anybody who has even the slightest clue about anything connected to general reality knows that Burners are to oxycontin what Donald F. Trump is to pole-vaulting. this BIA infestation is some good old-fashioned “hippie hassling,” the likes of which haven’t been seen since rednecks shot Dennis Hopper at the end of Easy Rider about 50 years ago.
And this bullshit is occurring in a state where MARIJUANA IS NOW LEGAL. of course, the reservation is FEDERAL PROPERTY, an island of land where pot is still illegal, surrounded by a state that no longer gives a fuck about the evil weed. But while the BIA is lurking in Wadsworth and Nixon, be aware and take care as you drive along Nv. Highway 447. make sure you follow the posted speed limit. if you’re driving 27 in a 25, you’re gonna get pulled over. also make sure your tail lights and brake lights work. if they don’t, you’re gonna get offed. pure and simple. the cop will approach the driver, and the other cop with the dog will begin circling the car. that’s the reality until the wednesday after Labor Day.