I was born into the lower-middle class neighborhood of Pacoima, California in 1957. My mom was an undocumented immigrant from Porto Alegre, Brazil; my Dad was a mechanic from Ohio. I grew up hearing stories of LAPD brutality and racism during the 60s. I always loathed bullies and heard that change was in the wind during the early 1970s. I wanted to be part of the new LAPD.
I joined the Marine Corps in 1975 to prepare myself for the Academy. I voted for Jimmy Carter in 1976.
By 1978, I was a sergeant working at the US Embassy in El Salvador, a country where the military junta committed as many as 100 murders, kidnappings and torture of local dissidents each month. "Death Squads" seemed to act with impunity while then-Deputy Secretary of State Warren Christopher oversaw Latin American affairs. ...
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