"Excuse me, sir, but I just overheard a plot to rob this bank."
The bank president trembled, saying: "Lord! How did you learn of this plot?"
"I planned it," Cassidy said, pulling his six-gun. "Put up your hands."
-Butch Cassidy to a Denver bank worker before he took $20,000
|Butch Cassidy and the Wild Bunch|
|Butch Cassidy; Wyoming booking photo|
Much like today, the Old West was mostly lawless. When law did arrive, it came with the the usual favoritism and greed one would expect from people who try to tell other people how to live. Many lawmen put the badge on to become rich or to enrich their superiors by acting as henchmen. In other words, most of the law set up by the white settlers were bullshit, much like today.
From a very young age, Butch Cassidy learned the laws of men were often unfair and mostly garnered the support of corporate and government agents looking to enrich themselves. Butch's father, Maximilian, got screwed out of land by the Mormon Church in a dispute with another landowner and certainly this jaded young Butch's view. A common ploy by the mega-ranchers was to allow their gigantic cattle herds to range all over public land. When the cattle mixed in with smaller ranchers' herds, the large ranchers accused people of rustling and squeezed them out of the ranching business, seizing their land. Similar to the big box stores like
Walmart and Home Depot which are able to slash prices because they enjoy a guaranteed line of credit with the Federal Reserve's counterfeiting operation, the large landowners in conjunction with the railroads and lawmen constantly pressured the smaller ranchers. Butch actually first became an outlaw because he took the blame for "rustling."
Lawlessness is a fertile breeding ground for "outlaws." Often, the outlaw is a man who will not be cowed, and chooses not to accept the bullshit reason of, "Because I said so and that is the way it is." They would rather steal and keep their dignity. In Butch's case, his experience and intelligence taught him the banks and railroads were wrong in their aggression and he struck back. After all, isn't theft what the large banks, the railroads, and large ranchers were doing to the Native American population and small ranchers?
Today, it is almost impossible to keep track of the number of bank robberies in America that happen every day (see here, here, here, here, here, here, here) . Chances are, some of the more successful bank robbers today understand that the Federal Reserve itself is a criminal counterfeiting organization. Their Federal Reserve note is nothing of value and therefore, even though the law and the mindless rabble it governs believes a bank robbery to be grand larceny, The Fed prints as much paper money as they need to fund wars and the police state, while simultaneously erodes peoples' purchasing power. Isn't that theft?
Butch Cassidy, it is said, never killed a man, only adding to his legend.
Modern day outlaw Wade Dickinson, has all the earmarks of the classic outlaw. The tremendously physically fit Dickinson used a basketball hoop to escape from prison. Dickinson, a non-violent offender was due to serve 24 years for fraud schemes, false reporting of a stolen vehicle, theft, prohibited possession of a firearm, weapons misconduct, possession of dangerous drugs all while on "double secret" probation. All charges pale in comparison to the financial terrorists who make life miserable for the entire world on a daily basis. They just upped the reward for Dickinson from $5,000 to $7,000, cheap fucks that they are. It is hardly worth picking up the phone to drop a dime on somebody who is likely harming nobody and instead super-setting sit-ups and pull-ups.
Since the time the Pinkerton Detective Agency was chasing Butch Cassidy and his Wild Bunch all over the frontier, it has become harder and harder to escape from the "long arm of the law." The National Pulse hopes in Dickinson's unique case, the private eyes "who never sleep" find some bigger thieves to hang.