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sawed-off shotguns and snub-nosed revolvers: 1. No one even dreamed how close their confrontations would get. 2. No one completely believed there was going to be heavyweight gunplay out there in the first place. The fact is, most policemen can go an entire career without firing a weapon outside of the pistol range. On any police department there are a file://C:\Documents and Settings\tim\Desktop\books to read\Wambaugh, Joseph - Lines a... 11/20/2009
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    few officers who seem to become involved in multiple shootings, but there were none of these on the task force.
    So there was a great deal of running and firing during those five days at Camp Matthews. And everyone treated the whole exercise in the best of humor most of the time. Except during one of their fight exercises when they simulated sneaking up on bandits who were sneaking up on aliens. It was good boyish fun until someone almost stepped on a rattlesnake. A live rattlesnake. Very few of these city boys had ever seen a rattlesnake, living or dead.
    Dick Snider had seen his share, from the Grapes of Wrath days up to and including his stint as a border patrolman so many years ago. And even in the past few months while conducting his one-man creepy crawly campaigns in the canyons at night, he had seen and heard the reptiles. Rattlesnakes? Real rattlesnakes. This got their attention all right. Bandits were one thing. They weren't truly expecting much trouble from a bunch of raggedy thugs, all horsed-out on Mexican brown. They were just planning to kick ass and take names, as they say in the business. But real rattlesnakes? And how about tarantulas? Can they kill you? And what about those freaking scorpions they'd heard about? Were there really scorpions out there? When somebody started asking if rats carried plague, Dick Snider had to give his young city boys a few reassuring words about the other dangerous creatures of the canyons, who had been there far longer than the bandits.
    The border patrolmen assigned to the task force taught the cops a few tricks that at the time seemed of doubtful value but, as the task force experiment took its radical turn, proved very valuable indeed. Things such as hunkering down: The illegal aliens ordinarily squat when approached by suspicious or threatening persons. So the cops had to learn to squat. And to try and feel the docility of pollos, to learn the gestures of submission and to talk shyly, with proper humility, the timbre and tone of voice modulated accordingly. About the exact opposite of a Japanese sushi chef, they were told. Even the use of the hands was completely different south of the imaginary line. A real Mexican would call to an adult with the fingers pointed downward. " Ven aqui" would be softened by that waggling of down-turned fingers. A dog or a child would be called with the fingers up. They were starting to learn just how a Mexican differs from a MexicanAmerican. And just in case they were called upon to do a little undercover work, they were taught a few short phrases using the vernacular of real Mexicans. Anglicized slang was nearly as much in evidence among law-enforcement officers and street people in Tijuana as it was on the American side of the border. But campesinos fresh from the interior would certainly not be asking for mechas to light their cigarettes. And if one was going to use the word frajo for cigarette, there would be subtleties involved. Why does this pollo from Durango know the slang of the border? Indeed the slang of the Mexican-American barrio? Has he made file://C:\Documents and Settings\tim\Desktop\books to read\Wambaugh, Joseph - Lines a... 11/20/2009
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    multiple crossings and come to talk the language of smugglers and guides, or is he some kind of law-enforcement informer or police agent?
    And if any of them was ever asked to impersonate an alien from the interior, what kind of cigarettes should he carry? What brand of matches would likely be sold in