Australian Review of Sabotage: Beginnings

Although this is book 3 in the Savage Souls MC series, it is actually a prequel which gives you a much needed insight to just who the Savage Souls is and what led him to become the cold calculating heartless leader of the outlaw MC.

Justice is his name….and believe me his brand of justice is swift, hard, and deadly….and as you will see in this book he has never had a choice to be otherwise, because to do so would mean death..for him and those who’s life depend on him.

This story takes place back when Justice was a covert CIA operative working to take out the extremely deadly and highly unstable military assassins that he had trained to go where no government or agency would ever acknowledge to do whatever it took to eliminate whoever the perceived enemy was.

This assignment is deep within enemy territory in the Middle East and pits him against the most deadly and unstable killer of all…Ben Ford aka: Grey Man

To complete this mission Justice has been teamed up with Batya, a former Massoud…and the woman he would love with his entire being!

This is no love story that even comes close to being romantic in the traditional sense, this is however a completely compelling and totally horrific assault on your senses as it draws the reader into its twisted and graphically violent world.

One that will leave you reeling, and wondering if you can read anymore, while knowing that you can’t stop, because you are now inside with these characters….and like them, you need to see it through to get out alive!

I won’t sugar coat it….this book is extremely graphic and violent, it will raise the hairs on your arms at times, it will make your spine tingle and your mouth go dry…..it will also make your heart ache and have you reaching for the tissues…you will be trapped on the scariest roller coaster of emotions and unable to get off!

You will question your sanity at times as you find yourself empathising with a serial killer….and when you are grateful for the level of violence dished out to others!
I warn you now, if you suffer from any PTSD this book could be a trigger for you…so be prepared!

The Author has a unique style of weaving a story that is filled with technical terminology (just enough to show the gravity of the situation, but not enough to baffle the uninitiated) suspense, violence and an all consuming love so fierce that both would die for the other…and we never doubt a second of it.

I thoroughly loved this book, both because it tells the much needed back story of Justice and because the skillful writing leads the reader through the battlefield while showing us how each character’s mind works, what makes them love the way they do…and why violence is as necessary as the air they breathe to stay alive.

It also shows us how and why a persons mind shuts down and reinvents itself to cope and survive, and it does that with both confronting scenarios and delicate subtlety at times….and that is a skill in itself.

Although this book could be read as a stand alone, I do recommend that it be read as a companion to the Savage Souls MC books: Broken (Savage Souls MC book 1) is free on Amazon. It is your choice in which order to read these books, although I did read book 1&2 first.

Author’s Note:

I really think this is the most accurate depiction of the work that I’ve read. Reviews are vital for helping potential readers of the work, and also for the authors. Deep and insightful thoughts such as this make improvement possible –

Thank you,

Scott

 

1 Star Review Reveals Professional and Personal Failure

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1 Star Review Reveals Professional and Personal Failure

Becoming a writer took lots of effort to peel away the protective layers of self-defense and social scepticism that callouses the spirit of a life-long law enforcement officer.

Opening yourself to others isn’t something humans do easily. Once you make the commitment to do it, or at least try to, there are the natural expectations of judgement.

After a life of public service, you carry the thickened skin as a shell against the meaningless and trivial assaults.

I respect the head on confrontation from those who disagree with me as opposed to the cowards who lurked behind thin veils of tattered anonymity.

Readers’ reviews are important to me as an author. I’ve learned from the critical reviews that include explanations as to why they didn’t like the work or what they felt was lacking.

Those who post a low rating usually don’t care for the violent, realistic subject matter. That’s also why I post warnings at the beginning of any book with rough material included.

Smelled Fishy

A current review caught my attention because it was rated as a 1-Star, with a long message below. I haven’t served in policing’s highest capacity because of being a fool. There was a story inside this review, and with that story, someone I knew personally.

I wouldn’t want a reader to think I’d sink to criticizing reviewers, but with what I intuitively perceived in that one review, how could any investigator worth his salt not be intrigued!

Have you gotten the giggling hang up phone call late at night, and chewed on your bottom lip trying to figure out who wasted their time and yours with such foolishness? This was that time.

Reading between the lines, I suspected without confirmation. Then I simply clicked on a few hyperlinks that led to what I already knew. I’ll reference him as DUD.

It wasn’t that DUD made a conscious attempt to slam my work, but that as someone who is supposed to be professionally trained, he was too ignorant of the process for accomplishing his mission.

Mystery Solved

DUD was placed on a SWAT team I commanded as a sniper. He didn’t submit to the required physical fitness tests, or standard requirements of membership. He was someone’s friend.

DUD had no discipline in his personal or professional life. Part of his lazy nature was that he slid grotesquely out of shape. Sloppy from the start, his appearance of food stained uniforms often gained him disciplinary actions.

He was removed from SWAT with one swift bi-annual fitness and shooting qualification. As shameful as he was assigned, he was removed. At least his slothful nature didn’t cost real cops their lives.

Slug Life

DUD continues in a secondary capacity as an investigator with another agency. His self-imposed life of avoiding honest labor continues, but now I know so does his resentment.

Low-lives are what gives law enforcement a bad name. He cuts corners in his daily routine, so it’s a condition of cutting corners in his profession.

While he tried to compose an anonymous, stinging commentary of my work, his carelessness only continued to illustrate a few things:

1. DUD is still sloppily cutting corners.
2. DUD has seriously questionable parental qualities if he’d be okay with his teenage son reading about violent rape and domination – [I would be OK with my teenage son reading this]
3. DUD should read the book before attempting an analysis of the work – more sloppy efforts.
4. For the sake of victims, I hope DUD. isn’t as shiftless in his profession, though I know he actually is.
5. Even for a retired cop, I’m still something DUD realized the day I dismissed him from SWAT, and what he was was reminded of with this post – I’m not some slob who hides behind nameless comments on a message board. You will be hearing from me personally. Very soon.

DUD not only left a silly review of my 1st book in the Savage Souls MC Series, Broken, but he unintentionally showed that his 1 Star Review Reveals Professional and Personal Failure.
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A Coward’s Path by DUD

I was not impressed at all by this book. I had read it because of the previous reviews stating how appalled they were from some of the scenes, so this peeked my curiosity. This was not at all edge of your seat, or pushing any boundaries. I would be OK with my teenage son reading this. It was a sex scene, plain and simple, that seemed to be what so many other reviewers had a problem with. Pfft. I’ve seen worse scenes on TBS for crying out loud.
The author doesn’t have much, or any, military experience, and it shows from how all of these characters are supposedly from different branches of the military and yet just thrown into titles and such, with some obtaining positions in the military that would take years and years to achieve. The author takes this same bravado to then go into describing outlaw motorcycle clubs. Basically just following Hollywood’s cue on what has been spoon fed to the masses for years, and running with it. I know my wife gets mad at me for spoiling movies and such for pointing out inaccuracies with military since I served, but I can only take so much. When I pulled this book up, it was estimated that I would finish in one and one half hour. It took me three days to finish this monstrosity because I had to constantly set this book down to take a break. I would have just stopped around the 80% mark, once I was sure I had read what so many previous reviewers had stated was disgusting and hideous, but I pushed on to see if there was some big reveal at the end. OMG! If you didn’t know what the big twist was at the end, then you probably never knew that the kids would be going to a chocolate factory owned by none other than Willy Wonka in “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory”. It was blatantly obvious what was going to happen with one particular character, and I knew that from the start of it all. No mystery there.
I’m also no English major, but there were many instances where the author starts on one train of thought, and mid-sentence changes it another way. Even repeating the thought, or object of the sentence in another fashion, within the same sentence. It was as if he edited it on the fly, and never did a re-read of his book. He wrote the book once, let all his ideas hit paper, and then left it for the audience to read and edit.
And what is up with these characters’ names? They are all verbs and adjectives. I couldn’t even keep up with who was who because of such stupid names like “Fury”, “Justice”, “Vengeance”, “Mercy”. I guess this is the author trying to do code names within a club, but these are not how nicknames or club names are given out. No one would be called “Vengeance”. It is annoying and makes it harder to track characters in your mind.
I’m glad this one is free because there is no way I would pay money for this book, much less any in the series. In fact, I still feel like I am owed $2, just for wasting my time to read this book. Do yourself a favor, and just pass on this one. Much better stuff out there.

King of the Road: What Outlaws Ride

King of the Road: What Outlaws Ride

Harley Davidson (HD) is as synonymous with outlaw motorcycle clubs (OMC) as hot dog, baseball and apple pie.

Why?

It’s American made.

Long before the wildly popular Sons of Anarchy television series, the biker allure began after the return of World War II military veterans.

They bonded together on the civilian side of life and shared common interests as most groups do. Motorcycles provided that common passion and their desires for freedom from the postwar doldrums brought them together.

In that era, most veterans lived modestly, and the HD was a cheap bike. Most supplies of HD were surplus military motorcycles decommissioned after the war.

The other bikes available at that time were British, but cost much more than the local HD. The other countries that eventually entered the motorcycle import business were still recovering from the war.

By the time the Japanese began manufacturing and importing motorcycles, the American outlaw bikers resisted anything associated with their former enemy. Most important, veterans who fought for this country, still felt strongly about it. As they still do today.

Japan’s motorcycles quickly became associated with mainstream biking. This flew in stark contrast to the outlaw lifestyle that objected to anything about average society. Outlaws existed in society’s fringe, and took pride in their counter-cultural stance.

On a practical note, the Japanese flood of bikes also killed most of the American motorcycle companies. HD was the main manufacturer remaining.

HD became a cultural image associated with the badboy lifestyle. Even during the 1980-90’s when HD’s were parked in every doctor, dentist and lawyer’s driveway, the chance to play American rebel still held a strong appeal in the nation’s psyche.

But bikers who love bikes, say, “It’s not what you ride, it’s that you ride.”

Sonny Barger, an original Hells Angels said:

Hell’s Angels started riding Harley-Davidsons mostly because, unlike today, they didn’t have much choice. In 1957, it was either ride a Harley or settle for a Triumph or BSA. They’d already stopped building Indians.

It’s always been important for Hell’s Angels to ride American-made machines. In terms of pure workmanship, personally I don’t like Harleys. I ride them because I’m in the club, and that’s the image, but if I could I would seriously consider riding a Honda ST1100 or a BMW.

We really missed the boat not switching over to the Japanese models when they began building bigger bikes. I’ll usually say, “Fuck Harley-Davidson. You can buy an ST1100 and the motherfucker will do 110 miles per hour right from the factory all day long.”

 In the Savage Souls MC Series, everyone in the club rides a HD. While each has their favorite bike, they all agree on one thing; They Live to Ride: Ride to Live. Check out my MC Series – The first book in the saga, BROKEN is FREE – Check it out and leave a review.

Game Changers

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Game Changers:

What happened on April 20, 1999? Law enforcement may not recall the date, but we know the outcome. It’s when our patient world of Contain, Control & De-escalate shifted to a pursuing response of Active Shooters. Overnight, SWAT took a back seat to the Patrol Officer, as rapid response required immediate deployment to neutralize the threat.

The nation was so shocked following the Columbine High School massacre that no one seemed to mind the tactical and equipment shift to better arm first responding beat cops for confronting weapon wielding madmen.

What a difference the world of policing has experienced from Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold to Tashfeen Malik and Syed Rizwan Farook.

Not only has the political climate tugged the rug from under our collective battered police boots, but the cultural tenor begs we lay down our arms. Or at least keep them holstered until a video review can be debated over social media.

Global terror has landed square in the lap of the good old red, white and blue. Our fighting military forces, God bless them are the best on this planet, but this is not their battle.

Had every Navy SEAL been stationed just 110 miles south at Coronado, there’s still no way they could’ve activated to respond to the Inland Regional Center. The United States military’s function is not to provide domestic, civil law enforcement services.

Local Cops

It’s the beat officer writing the citation a few blocks away and the motor cop working the car crash at the intersection that will drop everything to respond.

In San Bernardino, as in Columbine, local law enforcement were the first responders during the period of crisis. Even our brothers and sisters in the federal alphabet soup of law enforcement are post-incident response at best.

A 2013 FBI report stated there was 1 active shooter incident every 3 weeks. Who responded? The same local cops still taking criticisms from video voyeurs running in the opposite direct of the danger.

Big Blue, you’ve got a choice to make. On top of everything else heaped on your backs, have you got the legs to carry the hometown battles to terrorists?

We’ll be asked in a few months what happened on December 02, 2015. Most will scratch their heads. But we’ll know. It’s the day the game changed.

Join me at Chief Scott Silverii, PhD

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Happy 238th Birthday to the U.S. Army!!

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The Continental Army during the American Revolution.

When the American Revolution broke out, the rebellious colonies did not possess an army in the modern sense. Rather, the revolutionaries fielded an amateur force of colonial troops, cobbled together from various New England militia companies.

They had no unified chain of command, and although Artemas Ward of Massachusetts exercised authority by informal agreement, officers from other colonies were not obligated to obey his orders. The American volunteers were led, equipped, armed, paid for, and supported by the colonies from which they were raised.

In the spring of 1775, this “army” was about to confront British troops near Boston, Massachusetts. The revolutionaries had to re-organize their forces quickly if they were to stand a chance against Britain’s seasoned professionals.

Recognizing the need to enlist the support of all of the American seaboard colonies, the Massachusetts Provincial Congress appealed to the Second Continental Congress in Philadelphia to assume authority for the New England army. Reportedly, at John Adams’ request, Congress voted to “adopt” the Boston troops on June 14, although there is no written record of this decision.

Also on this day, Congress resolved to form a committee “to bring in a draft of rules and regulations for the government of the Army,” and voted $2,000,000 to support the forces around Boston, and those at New York City.

Moreover, Congress authorized the formation of ten companies of expert riflemen from Pennsylvania, Maryland, and Virginia, which were directed to march to Boston to support the New England militia.

George Washington received his appointment as commander-in-chief of the Continental Army the next day, and formally took command at Boston on July 3, 1775.

Source: U.S. Army Center Of Military History

To all the U.S. Army brothers & sisters, God Bless You!