From: "Fred Mikoleit" <fredthem@xxxxxxxxxxx>

Date: January 29, 2009 8:47:04 AM PST

To: <Undisclosed-Recipient:;>

Subject: The Power Of The Badge

 

A DEA officer stopped at a ranch in Montana, and spoke to an old rancher who was busy fixing a fence.  He told the rancher, "I need to inspect your ranch for illegally grown drugs."

The old rancher says, "Okay, but don't go in that field over there" and pointed to a large fenced-in field.

The DEA officer leaned toward the rancher and said assertedly, "Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government with me."  The officer reached into his rear pants pocket and removed a badge, proudly displaying to the racher.  "See this badge?  I allows me to go wherever I feel that I need to go in the pursuit of my duty.  Do I make myself clear?

The old rancher nodded and returned to the fence he was fixing. 

A short time later, the old rancher heard loud screams and saw the DEA officer running and being chased by the rancher's prized bull.  With every step, the bull was gaining ground on the officer.  It appeared that the officer might be "horned" before he could reach the safety of the gate.  The rancher threw down the tools that he was holding and cupped his hands to his mouth.

"Your badge!" the old rancher yelled, "show him your badge!"