Word: patrollers
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...Seattle police department, wasn't kidding. Faced with a diminishing pool of local applicants, he has spent the past year visiting a dozen cities in hopes of filling his agency's 70-plus annual openings. He is touting competitive salaries and diverse assignments--from narcotics to a mountain-bike patrol--to lure cops with itchy feet...
...surprisingly, the ranchers' militancy is provoking a Mexican backlash. Two weeks ago, Carlos Ibarra Perez, a retired oil worker in Reynosa, across the line from Texas, announced a $10,000 reward for the first person who kills a U.S. border-patrol agent. In the ensuing uproar, Ibarra withdrew his bounty, but it shows the depth of hostility growing between the U.S. and its neighbor...
...Mexican Eusebio de Haro, 22, was shot in the groin and left bleeding to death after he and a companion approached a rancher near Bracketville, Texas, pleading for a drink of water. Near the Arizona border town of Sasabe, Miguel Angel Palafox, 20, had eluded the border patrol on May 21 and was heading north through hills covered with saguaro cactus--his dream was to reach Phoenix--when he was spotted by two horsemen dressed in black.One of them pulled out a rifle and shot Palafox in the neck. The youth wrapped his shirt around the wound and crawled back...
Along the 80-mile stretch of border in Arizona's Cochise County, there have been 25 incidents since April 1999 in which armed private citizens rounded up dozens of suspected illegals. Most of these actions involved rancher Barnett and his brother Donald, 54, who patrol a 22,000-acre spread about four miles from the Mexican border. It's mesquite country, with sparse grass and sandy creeks that are perfect trails for the coyotes and their clients, who pay $800 apiece to reach Phoenix, $1,500 to Chicago. Along the way, says Roger Barnett, they cut fences...
...snagged on the mesquite thorns. In the summer it's harder for his dog to track them; the incandescent heat sears away their scent. "They move across the desert like a centipede, 40 or 50 people at a time," says Barnett. Once he catches them, Barnett radios the border patrol to cart them off his land. "You always get one or two that are defiant," says Barnett, who chuckles, remembering an incident a few weeks back. "One fellow tried to get up and walk away, saying we're not Immigration. So I slammed him back down and took his photo...