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moving. Those two facts coupled together made it
difficult for them to come to terms with the mandatory
minimums. That being said, since they were established,
there’s
nothing they can do about it.”
“The only thing to be done was to allow the people of
my crew an opportunity to save their asses. By cooperating.
If you cooperate with the United States government
under these mandatory minimums, there’s a
section under the USC codes, the United States Annotated
Codes, Title 18, that says if you give substantial
cooperation
to the US government, you can be released from
mandatory minimums and be sentenced accordingly.
Which means they can now have discretion—they can
send you home if they wanted. But you have to give
what they consider to be substantial cooperation. That
being said, there being so many of us, nearly three
hundred of us
ultimately after several years of investigating and
dispatching arrests, they did not want to put all these
kids—I mean literally, we were the third generation of
this—in prison for life. So they said look, what we need
you to do is cooperate. Give us the names, tell us how
it’s done, and we will give you immunity from prosecution
for everything you’ve ever done. Except for ONE
COUNT, we will hold in reserves, we can give you a
slap on the wrist, give you some time and call it quits.”
Marijuana Empire , available on Amazon.You want to
be a kingpin of cannabis, you listen to those who have
already overcome the system. Sure it’s always changing
and we’re always adapting, and here’s one of your frontier-breaking
founding fathers, explaining how drug
trade began like an old fishing story. These are some of
the last genuine pirates. And since this is an industry
in which we all do better when we know our damn
roots, there’s no juicier or more explicit inside story
than the cowboy telling of it himself.
In essence, as Florida’s pot pirates gained immunities,
they’d say, “Just give them my name/our names,”
because they were already cleared. I can’t give you all
the details of how Tim shortened his sentence to four
years, because you’ve got to fill in the gaps and read his
damn book. He writes as if you’re sitting on a beach
passing a joint and clinking Coronas, like he’s telling
the story to a friend. And I must say, after talking to
this character for 2 hours, I could easily listen to another
2 more—he’s like the living Google of that era.
All through the 80’s Tim ran these southern waters
of south Florida and the Caribbean with a band of
modern day outlaws known by locals as Saltwater
Cowboys. Tim, the original Saltwater Cowboy of the
Southern Florida drug trade, is richly sharing what the
marijuana culture looked like before it went indoors
and technical medical—when it was a work-trade, an
international smuggle game, and a hell of a historic
hustle. If marijuana is your trade, check out Tim
McBride’s Saltwater Cowboy: The Rise and Fall of a
Tim aka The Salt Water Cowboy
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