Wortman, CI - mounties move anti-biker operations to NB - suicide staff sergeant Bruce Reid

What connection - if any - between his tragic death & Wortman story ?

Was there a connection between the decision in late summer 2019 to centralize all Maritime mountie anti-biker operations to New Brunswick and the October 25th 2019 sudden suicide of veteran mountie, staff sergeant Bruce Reid ?

And did this central command process upset long time relationships local provincial RCMP had built up with informants inside and on fringes of local Hells Angels branches and farm teams ?

Such that the multi-province raids against Hells Angels & associates in February 2020 fuelled extra huge amounts of biker paranoia over who had betrayed them this time ?

Did this paranoia spill over to lover-of-motorcycles, friends-with-Hells-Angels, RCMP CI, Gabriel Wortman in February and March 2020 ?

We recall, from FRANK MAGAZINE reporting, just how paranoid GW was about a couple of plain clothed HRM police poking around near his Portland street garage in mid February - a big RCMP anti biker operation was about to go down, starting a handful of days later.

As the raids continued into March, a jumpy GW withdrew $450,000 in large bills and started stockpiling gasoline.

Were things all going pear shaped for Gabe Wortman on the biker front ?

Did this coincide with covid worries? 

 (But GW claimed he was about to retire, so covid only affected the re-sale value of his clinic if he got out in April rather than wait til say July).

Did this coincide with his increasingly fragile health ?

 I see in his very last photos, a man who looked strikingly different from his life-long wiry self. Thirty years of hard drinking and not enough proper foods had really done a number on his health - his liver in particular.

A lot of questions ; so few answers.

Keep those tips coming in people - if not to me, than to other media sources you can trust to follow things up, not to just sit on them....

Constable Laurie Cuvelier had played in the NHL but Wortman, CI could really skate

mountie CIs could teach NHL how to skate

Constable Laurie Cuvelier was always a tough opponent, on or off the ice.

He thought he had Gabriel Wortman dead to rights for beating up children near half to death : not just once, but at least twice.

But while Wortman, CI may never have played hockey at the pro level , man oh boy, how could he skate !

Skated free, again and again.

Where might he have been a CI ?

You might think , in New Brunswick but that is an artifact of a recent change in RCMP structure, wherein all drugs + organized crime cases in the Maritimes are now run out of New Brunswick.

Hells Angels and their farm teams are everywhere in the Maritimes and so are the raids on their activities.

So raids took place in NB and throughout metro Halifax in February : either location which may have led to pushing Wortman, CI over the edge....

Paul Wortman’s claim of GW’s handyman cum drug connection seems borne out

an all around handy man....

The father of Gabriel Wortman told FRANK MAGAZINE, on tape, that his son was a heavy drinker but never smoked, wasn’t a drug user.

Paul Wortman said the GW however employed a general handyman to look after his Portapique properties and he seemed to have been the drug connection for GW’s uncle Glynn, who like grass as well as booze.

A lot of people took most of what Paul said with a large grain of salt but some of it has independent backup.

Yes, the RCMP said, we did in fact, at the time, investigate Paul’s claim his son threatened to kill Paul and his wife Evelyn.

And today Paul Palango, on the Rick Howe show, said he learned late last night he learned that Pete Griffon was that handyman.

Pete was a Hell’s Angel, did time out west for drug dealing between Hell’s Angels and Mexican drug lords.

Then he returned to Portapique, helping out on the Wortman estate and then pulling double duty at a local print shop.

First Griffon, off the books, used a laser to apply the illegal rcmp decal that helped so much to enable GW to kill 22 people with ease and then Griffon helped print up the free signs that people put in their windows to indicate support for the families of the victims of those decal-assisted shootings....

FROZEN : a tale of a corporal-in-charge at a Portapique “firearms incident”

FROZEN STIFF : soon to be a MOUNTIE musical

Paul Palango has twice mentioned the infamous “THIRD MOUNTIE”, the corporal-in-charge of the Mounties at the first call out to the Portapique mass killings “froze”.

Once in the Halifax Examiner on May 21st and again today, with more details, on the Rick Howe phone in radio show.

Interestingly - nobody and I mean nobody, took up this arresting claim : not just media, but even on the many Wortman facebook forums.

Today, Palango says that the corporal-in-charge didn’t just freeze, but shut off all their lights and hide out in the woods !

Everything else in this sorry affair has been brutally torn apart online.

 It is thus surprising that this revelation has gone uncommented-upon by the many mountie critics or un-rebutted by the many RCMP-supporting smurfs out there.....

news that Gabriel Wortman had friend on HRM police comes as shock

so GW had FRIENDS, after all : in Hfx Police & Hells Angels

I didn’t know that GW HAD friends : his dad certainly didn’t think so.

And on the HRN police force - the one police force that gave Gabe the most trouble as he carried out his 25 years of violent actions, free from legal consequences.

Toronto’s NOW magazine reports that the RCMP are searching for possible co-conspirators to GW’s spree killings, but have already discounted his two estranged RCMP uncles and his friend on the HRM police.

His father does contend that Gabriel befriended the young RCMP officer sent out to investigate reports that GW had a stash of legal guns and planned to start shooting people.

And we all know how baseless those reports turned out to be - yes ?

You party hearty with the Hell’s Angels while simultaneously erecting a shrine to your two RCMP uncles : an all around brilliant cover story, either way...

“The BIG STOP” : new Raymond Chandler novel about the termination, with extreme prejudice, of a federal ‘consultant’

RCMP ordered an “indirect” hit on potential assassin MARIO BACHAND

Man oh man, that Ray Chandler can really write : what a smasheroo opening, boffo box office for his latest novel “The BIG STOP” :

“What did it matter where you lay once you were dead? Next to a dirty gas pump or in your big log mansion by the sea : you were dead, sleeping at the BIG STOP, its oily water the same as Portapique’s sea winds and fresh air to you...” 

Thanks to the frequency with which white cops in America kill people there for “breathing while black”, we Canadians have gotten used to CCTV footage of deaths by gunshots.

I don’t watch them myself, but a lot of people do.

In Nova Scotia, an increasing number of civilians are wondering why there has been no release of CCTV footage from the BIG STOP in Enfield, to back the RCMP claim that the death of spree murderer Gabriel Wortman under a hail of RCMP bullets was his decision alone, when he choose to reach for his gun rather than put his hands in the air.

More and more civilians are wondering if GW was a longtime RCMP CI (confidential informant) who went seriously rogue.

And rather than risk a very public exposure at a trial of all of Gabriel’s violent behaviour while under RCMP CI protection, the informal RCMP order went out to shoot him, if he so much as blinked.

Not a conventional assassination order perhaps, but an effective one nevertheless.

It is not as if Canada hasn’t ordered a “indirect” hit on someone before ; we all remember (don’t we) Quebec separatist Mario Bachand who was assassinated in Paris in 1971,  after the PMO &  the RCMP felt he might kill Quebec Premier Robert Bourassa on his official visit to that city.

Of course, rather than feed ever more tin hat conspiracy theories, the RCMP could just release the complete unedited CCTV footage, such as it was, of the shooting at Enfield’s BIG STOP.

The longer they delay, the more even reasonable cautious civilians - such as myself - begin to think there really is something to this “terminate with extreme prejudice” theory....

We print the decals that enabled the killer - and the signs that express your sorrow about the killings

POGO had an eye for the absurd

Sometimes I swear, only Fifties cartoonist Walt Kelly could dream this sort of stuff up.

You might recall one of his classics from that period.

Its a hot day in the Okefenokee Swamp and suddenly Pogo and all his little animal friends are greeted by a pair of wise guys trying to sell snake bite cures out of unmarked suitcases.

But Pogo & crew protest “there aren’t ain't snakes in our swamp !”

“Fortunately for you”, reply the the two made men, opening another suitcase, “we also brought along some snakes.”

Kate —— and Edith, too.

Hard to imagine anything sweeter than a tiny rural print shop earnestly printing free signs to put in your window to express support for the families of the 22 dead in the Wortman murder spree and suggesting you give $5 per sign to the victims families.

I saw their offer on the Facebook page of their employee Peter Griffon from Portapique.

Now MacLeans Magazine says that employee Pete had earlier done a little off the books moonlighting at the shop - printing up the illegal RCMP decals that enabled Gabriel Wortman to so successfully evade police while murdering 23 people....

Sgt Angela Hawryluk, 28 yr mountie vet & expert on CIs, bikers & drugs, leads search warrants on Wortman

ONE of these found at Wortman’s burned home - where are the other 5000 ?

Gabriel Wortman has been cash-rich since at least his mid-twenties - maybe even as far back as his UNB days.

So the news in MacLeans that just before he went on his murder spree, Gabe withdrew 475,000 in the green stuff from a local Brinks branch is no real surprise.

Why he was so cash flush all the time is the real question.

Two ways to get invisible cash fast in Canada : crime or become a consultant to the federal government.

One or the other.

Or both.

Tell us more, Angela....

Dear Mounties : Wortman DNA turn up on any crime databases ?

Tragically Truro-born Martin Henry Dawson died before his DNA was used to solve crimes

A new member of a Facebook forum devoted to getting some real answers on the Wortman file (good luck with that !) asked if anyone knew if Gabriel Wortman’s DNA had been checked against Canadian national crime databases (and in the US too, as he had publicly boasted of killing men there.)

I told her the RCMP are maintaining radio silence on this point and I don’t believe any journalist amateur or professional had ever raised it publicly.

Time and time again, ordinary citizens raise good points or come forth with unique new information.

And I reminded her - and you, dear reader, that even if the RCMP has interviewed you as a source of information, they can not FORCE you to sign a non-disclosure agreement not to give the same information to others.

There will be no criminal trial for Wortman obviously.

 And it is very unlikely, given the justice system’s reluctance to see its own dirty laundry aired,  to see trials for those who helped him obtain decals and obtain illegal guns.

Now a plug for this blog’s main/real subject : Dr Martin Henry Dawson, born and raised in Truro, a hour to the east of the Portapique killings.

In 1930, he became the first person to put DNA to work in a test tube : genetically modifying pneumonia bacteria....

Gabriel Wortman’s wonderful Rags-to-Riches (cover) story

for Wortman, life in his MID-TWENTIES was one long party - paid for by others

Gabriel Wortman was desperately desperately poor as a small child : his mom had to give up his newborn baby brother up for adoption because she was never sure if she could make the rent, buy the groceries. Always moving, from place to place to place to place.

But cry not : this story has a happy ending, at least for Gabe.

By his mid twenties he seemed fabulously rich, a millionaire, particularly so for a student with tons of student debt after years of constant study at UNB, Kentville NSCC and an unnamed Ontario College of Denturism.

All his girlfriends remarked upon it : not clear what his wife at the time, Corinna Kincaid thought of it.

To start with, a house in Dartmouth and another house somewhere west of Truro. Cars, more kinds of motorbikes than a small dealership, boats, everything. A love nest on Lawrencetown Beach. Booze to float the Queen Mary in. Guns.

Lots of parties, lots of girlfriends.

More, more, more.

Money to pay bribes, to hire a very expensive lawyer for a ten month retainer.

He had more adult boy toys than, well, than he ever had as a small child.

Rags to Riches : but how on earth did he ever pay for it - and all while trying to get a new business off the ground ?

Well there are just two ways in Canada to make a lot of invisible wealth fast : either become a crook or go to work for the federal government as a consultant.

Of course, sometimes, it not an either/or type question...

Karen Kalling Kops : assuming lots of melanin means absence of green stuff

“Emergency 911 : there is a BLACK man on my Universe.”

The world is full of ‘Karens Kalling Kops’ about black people mowing the grass on their own nice property or washing and wiping down their own nice car.

These Karens are “half-right-for-all-the-wrong-reasons”.

The people in charge of much of the world, the pinky-white people in charge of much of the world, are slow to hire people with more Melanin than themselves, even slower to promote them.

Everyone from Black Irish to Southern Italians to Acadians to Afro-Canadians and other visible minorities experience this.

So yes there IS a connection between darker skins and lack of the folding stuff : but its not their fault, pinky-white Karen ; its you and your kind.

But some people with lots of Melanin, despite all the barriers thrown up in their path, do manage to get a nice home and a nice car.

But all the world’s Karens have obviously never seen a black president, movie star, sports figure, singer, mayor, business mogul, lawyer, doctor, what have you, on television - even once.

Yes their gut feeling most of America’s blacks are poor is not inaccurate, but their gut feeling should also remind them that there are millions of middle to upper class blacks as well, with the money to live in toney neighbourhoods with toney cars.

And that the other black people in toney neighbourhoods, cutting grass and washing cars, are far more likely to be indentured servants than thieves.

Now some of Karen’s  klosest kinfolk are Kanadian Krown prosecutors and Kanadian Kops.

Too quickly, too often, they see a victim with a melanin filled face and assume ‘they have no money to hire a lawyer to kick up a fuss, we can safely shortchange them, to spend more instead on a higher profile case, one with a possible promotion at the end of it’.

Victims who are too poor to readily hire a parallel civil suit lawyer, whether with lots of Melanin or without, always do poorly inside the Canadian justice system.

Even with the recent window dressing of  Victims’ Rights Legislation....

remembering karla homolka the VICTIM, of whom we weren’t permitted to think anything but kind thoughts about

some people just can’t handle ambiguity : a person has to  be either a total saint or a total monster

I am taking a bit of a break from Wortman-the-evil to reflect back upon Karla Homolka, before she became an asexual MONSTER and you were allowed - if not actively encouraged - to think nothing but bad thoughts about her.

Way back when she was a  female VICTIM  —- and woe be tide you if you thought anything but kind thoughts about her....

On Wortman beat, I’m from the I.F. Stone school of journalism

JAMES GORDON BENNETT still holds sway over Andrew and Tim

As far as I can tell, I.F. Stone never made it to Nova Scotia, but thankfully his beatific influence did : I here stand before you, etc,etc.

Unfortunately James Gordon Bennett did serve some time in Nova Scotia and his baneful influence on current NS journalism is even more apparent.

In an age before bylines, it is unclear if Bennett practised journalism during his time in Halifax or whether he ever conducted the first ever “for-the-record-press-interview” here.

But history does record him being a journalist in New York and in conducting the first ever “on-the-record interview” in April 1836.

They didn’t become popular with other journalists any earlier than the 1860s and in turn they spawned the even greater evil of the press conference : the first US presidential one occurring in 1913.

Neither event became the journalistic norm until the 1970s in many communities : try to prove me wrong by reading the archives of many small town dailies : you will find that on-the-record press conferences and on-the-record interviews simply didn’t exist at that level until recently.

I.F. Stone argued forcefully for a different type of journalism.

He felt that the powerful (or anybody really) should carefully write and edit their information or opinion, put their name to it and publish it publicly for all to see - and to then live by what they wrote. No more false claims that their verbal speech was distorted by the journalist’s printed prose.

And any journalist or any citizen should be able to easily view that statement and to critique publicly, based exactly upon what the author wrote.

Stone did not hate the press release : far from it : he thought there should be more, not less, of them.  His journalism mined them for stories : along with public testimony in court cases and before legislative bodies.The grist of his journalistic mill was “for-the-record” but only of the  “for-the-public-record” variety.

Call it “Public Domain” journalism.

By pointed contrast, interviews are never granted to everybody nor are press conferences open to everybody.

Technically there aren’t enough hours in the day or strong enough tongue muscles to pull off the first, nor buildings big enough for the second.

So why hold them then, given their technical difficulties ?

I.F. Stone would argue that they exist because they are hugely popular among two sorts of unsavoury types, precisely because of those technical limitations.

The first unsavoury type are the powerful : agreed, aren’t we, that no one really like the powerful ——- even other powerful people don’t like them.

The second unsavoury type is a harder sell ; for they are the paid, professional journalists from the established media that we see and read everyday.

But, bless’em, they are always quite uncertain of their actual social status.

Sure they are paid for their journalism : but so are the hacks from the PUBLIC INQUIRER. Sure many have degrees in journalism but we all know friends’ kids with journalism degrees that never got hired by anyone.

They work for the established media - great !  That establishes their elevated social status above all internal doubts. But  wait a minute : who or what defines the “established” media ?

Its actually quite easy. If your publication covers the music industry and Madonna puts out a new album and grants you an exclusive interview, then you are an established music industry publication.

Ditto, if Premier McNeil grants you an exclusive right to attend his press conferences and even sends you an invite, you are definitely an established media outlet in Nova Scotia political circles.

Insecure paid professional journalists and their editor-publisher bosses daily re-confirm their established status (also so very vital to the guys in the bowels of the media outlet trying to selling ads and subscriptions) by checking to see if they are still being invited to the right sort of parties.

But, of course, you gotta pay the toll, to get inside with the in crowd and to remain inside with the in crowd.

You gotta play ball with the guy granting the interview or inviting you to their press conference.

Now there are some limits on their power : in a province with only one big province-wide daily print paper, Premier McNeil is never going to deny the Chronicle Herald a seat at the press conference no matter how much he hates what they write.

But his staffers can hint that the Herald’s reporter X will never get a sit down interview till hell freezes over ( because she always asks unpleasantly tough questions) while reporter Y can drop by anytime (as he only throws softballs).

It used to be easy for the powerful, sitting on the other side of this equation, to pick out the established media from the also rans.

The established media printed a daily broadsheet by hot metal, not a bi-weekly tabloid on offset (oh the battles Nick Fillmore’s Fourth Estate used to have back in the early 1970s.). They have a powerful radio or TV signal, (not a weak community radio or community cable license.)

Back then, it cost at least millions to own a “big iron” rotary press and a fleet of trucks or have a TV station with all its various antenna and equipment. But today, I have a worldwide reach with unlimited space for my stories at the cost of precisely zero.. free.

So then, where does the online newspaper La Presse fit in today ?

In its heyday it sold 250,000 daily print copies into a potential 8 million reader market : that is equal to 10 million copies in today’s USA terms : a powerhouse.

But how to tell it apart from this daily blog for example or the the Halifax Examiner and Frank Magazine blogs ?

The centre cannot hold : journalistic anarchy is loosened upon the world.

The problem deepens when “non-established” “adversarial” publications like the EXAMINER or FRANK seek to become part of the “established” media and expect me to cheer them on.

I can’t : I sincerely believe that the exclusive interview and exclusive press conference seat is the kiss of death to true adversarial journalism.

Exclusivity Journalism, today’s mainstream journalism, is just a variant on the world’s oldest profession...

Corinna break with Wortman over his abuse of children ?

did her famous loyalty finally reach its limits ?

Gabe Wortman could pick a fight with a fence post.

But twice, it was almost as if he BUILT the fence post specifically, so he could pick a fight with it !

Some small kids, whose parents move about an awful lot, experience the loss of precious toys, through being given away or misplaced, as a vital stab to their innermost core.

As adults, they are almost obsessive about “their” property when others come around : okay, they are obsessive, totally obsessive.

Given Gabe’s ”irregular” childhood before age six, and then his adult behaviour regarding his property, I’d say he was a classic case.

But sometimes he deliberately put himself in such stressful situations.

Twice he chose to buy a home in downtown Dartmouth with “zero setback” from the public sidewalk.

Check out his homes at 26 Pine Street and 191 Portland on Google Maps : where his doorstep ends, the public sidewalk begins.

I have walked by both houses many times over the years and it is impossible not to walk by his door, without being “too close” —- at least inside his addled mind.

No reports - as yet - that GW ever beat up or chased off adults who were “too close” to his “his” toys (aka his front door) but plenty regarding children he beat up or chased off.

Usually he later tried to bribe the child or their families to keep it out of the courts.

In at least one case, that failed - but Gabe still skated, avoided a criminal conviction, so police couldn't later get the search warrants that might have prevented 23 people dying, etc.

But I digress : I do digress, don’t I ?

I guess my point is the age old one, summed up by the equally old saying, “for the want of a nail, a kingdom was lost”.

Our ancient elders weren’t idiots were they ? They weren’t HRM & RCM police were they ?

In Gabriel Wortman repeatedly beating up children for being “too close” to his toys, we have a pattern of repeated massively disproportional violence for the most minor of imagined slights, the classic “tell” of the type of “injustice collector” who later go on to becomes a mass killer.

Neighbours noticed the pattern, told friends about the pattern , probably told friends who were police about the pattern.

(I have lived in old downtown Dartmouth and in my experience, it is pretty rare to be a long time homeowner  there without knowing at least one policeman personally : they are everywhere, at church, at Guide camps, at the daycare, at the hockey game. Old Dartmouth is still a small town, believe you me !)

It was an “open secret” in the neighbourhood and if we still had police who regularly patrolled the same neighbourhood, it would be “known to the police” as well.

But the police have “progressed” far beyond that and let me tell you, Progress Sucks !

Today, Dartmouth cops patrol from an HQ a universe or two away and they only retain complaint records for a few years due to our blessed “Privacy Laws”.

Yes Covid-19 is bad, very bad : but the mis-use of Privacy Laws is much much worse.

As a result a professional who is repeater child-abusing offender, who does not progress beyond the complaint level, can move freely from community to community abusing away.

In each case when caught out, these abuses are explained away by being done by a “hitherto responsible professional who lapsed” but is a “first time offender” who “won’t do it again”.

Priests, coaches, teachers : they have all successfully pulled this stunt, over and over : maybe GW too.

Would have Wortman got only a $50 fine for beating up a child on Portland Street for being “too close”, if the police and prosecutors had known about his earlier assaults on children, a few hundred metres further up the hill on Pine ?

Laurie Cuvelier, the constable who laid the initial “criminal assault” charge after a two month long investigation was clearly of this frame of mind.

 He grew up in Dartmouth and if his name rings a bell (and you’re not a criminal !) its because you’re a sports fan. Laurie’s dad Jim survived the Halifax Explosion and WWII to enter the NS Sports Hall of Fame as a baseball great. Laurie himself was a 1978 NHL pick.

 Everybody in Old Dartmouth knows Laurie and Laurie knows everybody in Old Dartmouth. Almost like an old time beat cop.

(The alternative argument is that they did know, and that while some police & prosecutors saw red over a adult repeatedly beating up children, others only saw PINK. Big shout out to Ronnie J for skating GW down to a $50 fine.)

But there is one individual who definitely did know about Gabriel’s penchant for guarding his “toys” from others obsessively & violently, who did know he regularly chased away and beat up children for being too close to his front door : his first wife Corinna Kincaid.

She has now remarried and returned to her native South Shore, where she teaches in the NSCC system while her husband Mark Lowe is an all-around entrepreneur.

Other than her time in court for destroying the environment/stonewalling the court system and her time in the public spotlight for her part in the massive Digby Neck basalt quarry story, she has laid low.

Recently I discovered an old feature article in WALRUS MAGAZINE, December 2007’s “ROCK BOTTOM” , written by well known journalist Noah Richler.

It makes me seriously question whether she had any real role in either incident, other than as the very loyal, very public, patsy for her new husband’s actions.

Reading that Walrus story after reading the public inquiry into the Bilcon Quarry, with Bilcon bitterly complaining that Corinna’s earlier plans to export beach sand (a crime worst than child molesting in Nova Scotia) ruined their chances to get Digby Neck to support their quarry, is startling.

It makes you wonder then about the Judge’s acid description of Corinna in the seven year long illegal in-filling case.

By the entire omission of her name in Noah Richler’s article, Corinna comes across as a very loyal spouse indeed ! Noah is himself a local summer resident of Digby Neck and he clearly thinks the quarry was entirely Mark’s doings.

But even loyal wives reach their limits : I wonder if Corinna’s marriage to Gabe broke up over his repeated abuse of children - did she complain to neighbours, the police or child protection authorities - and then move on when it still didn’t stop ?

I doubt we will ever know....

TEFLON, C.I. : Wortman skates thru 3 decades of aggression without seeing a criminal court judge

every unsavoury CONFIDENTIAL INFORMANT learns about Teflon, learns how to skate

Some claim that a Teflon-lubricated surface is the absolutely the best artificial surface in the world to skate upon.

Appropriate that : because skating, in the legal sense, is what this post is all about.

Like most “Injustice Collectors”, Gabriel Wortman’s illness first became apparent when he became an adult, around 20, while at UNB.

This meant that for the last 30 years of his life, an “Injustice Collector” like Wortman would ordinarily leave a wide trail through the legal system, civil as well as criminal.

The guy could apparently start an argument with a fence post : UNB dorm mates reporting he would always make a big deal out of the tiniest of things, with an inability to ever let it go. Voted UNB’s ”arsehole of the year” as a result.

A denturist uses that same word to describe him as a colleague.

I am sure the Halifax City public servants who had deal with Gabe over his signage or his unsightly premises would say much the same thing.

In Portapique, he burned down a building with a neighbour’s property in it, threatened another with his guns if he dared step on his property, raged against a neighbour with similar stonework to his.

He loved his wheels, loved to speed - hard to imagine his various speeding tickets were not confrontational at times.

In Dartmouth he twice bought homes - his choice - with zero setback so that a kid could not walk past his front door without being “too close”, in Gabe’s warped mind.

So Gabriel was always threatening the neighbourhood kids as a result and when he had a drink or two in him, beat some up so severely they ended up in hospital.

Yet in all these 30 years, you might notice, not ONCE did the rural RCMP ever have him up before a judge, and his encounters with the urban authorities always ended up, at worst, with summary convictions.

I will leave it to you to draw your own conclusions....