FAIRMONT, W.Va. — One-time alleged Pagans Motorcycle Club leader Ryan Lane will receive no jail time after pleading guilty to a charge of “organized criminal enterprise” as part of the 2022 Marion County murder case of Henry Silver. Lane was sentenced to five years of probation and ordered to pay a $10,000 fine along with court costs as part of a ruling by Marion County Circuit Judge Patrick Wilson on Wednesday, less than three months after agreeing to a plea deal for the single felony charge. Prosecutors asked for 5 years of home confinement, a $10,000 fine, and seven years of probation. The defense requested time served, which equated to roughly 18 months. According to the West Virginia State Code, a felony charge of “organized criminal enterprise” can carry a maximum sentence of up to 10 years in prison. Read More No jail time for man once charged with gang related murder in Marion County POOPYS THE END OF THE ROAD Mass. man pleads guilty in connection with motorcycle club meth ring BLACK DRAGON BIKER TV IS A BONA FIDE RAT Man tries to find out if you can buy a Harley-Davidson using only gift cards

JB Pritzker signed the Clean Slate Act into law, which means so-called non-violent criminals can live next door to you, get a teaching or nursing degree, and work anywhere. So, if you are arrested 50 times for drugs or not paying your bills, no one will know, and you will be treated as a first-time […] The post Gov. Pritzker Signed Clean Slate Law Sealing Criminal Records appeared first on www.independentsentinel.com.

A federal judge appointed by former President Joe Biden is tying the hands of ICE agents in Minneapolis as rioting continues to escalate in the liberal city. Agents are now barred from detaining or using tear gas or other measures against peaceful protesters who aren’t obstructing operations, according to an order issued by U.S. District Judge Kate Menendez on Friday night. Complicating the already heated operations and riots in the Minneapolis area, Menendez says officers would have to show probable cause or reasonable suspicion that someone has committed a crime or is obstructing law enforcement operations to act. Additionally, the judge specifically noted that following officers “at an appropriate distance” is not reason for an officer to take any action. Department of Homeland Security (DHS) Assistant Secretary Tricia McLaughlin reacted to the order by stressing that “rioting” is not protected by the First Amendment and said DHS will continue to uphold the rule of law and protect their officers and the public. “We remind the public that rioting is dangerous—obstructing law enforcement is a federal crime and assaulting law enforcement is a felony,” McLaughlin said in a statement. “Rioters and terrorists have assaulted law enforcement, launched fireworks at them, slashed the tires of their vehicles, and vandalized federal property. Others have chosen to ignore commands and have attempted to impede law enforcement operations and used their vehicles as weapons against our officers.” “Despite these grave threats and dangerous situations, our law enforcement has followed their training and used the minimum amount of force necessary to protect themselves, the public, and federal property,” she added. As highlighted by The Daily Wire, ICE operations in the liberal city have become subject to heated rioting. Fox News National Correspondent Alexis McAdams, for example, said she’s observed rioters behaving more like trained operators than spontaneous protesters. “This isn’t a protest — it’s an operation. Anti-ICE activists in Minneapolis rapidly track, doxx, and harass anyone they believe is tied to ICE,” she said, adding, “They take pics of you, your license plate, & upload to their ‘data base.'” This isn’t a protest — it’s an operation. Anti-ICE activists in Minneapolis rapidly track, doxx, and harass anyone they believe is tied to ICE. They take pics of you, your license plate, & upload to their “data base”. Follow you, harass you, & try to stop active… pic.twitter.com/s9m54zSIrW — Alexis McAdams (@AlexisMcAdamsTV) January 16, 2026 Earlier this month, an ICE agent fatally shot a protester named Renee Good after she hit him with her vehicle during operations. DHS says the officer suffered internal bleeding from the incident and acted in self-defense, likely saving other agents, too. Related: LIVE UPDATES: DOJ To Investigate Walz, Minneapolis Mayor, For Impeding ICE Agents

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LONG BEACH, Calif. — President Donald Trump’s Department of War is betting big on a “new-guard” of weapons manufacturers in his push to expand domestic defense production.  After decades of legacy suppliers dominating Pentagon contracts, Secretary of War Pete Hegseth is declaring the market “wide open” for upstart weapons manufacturers. The Daily Caller News Foundation […]

By the author of Dear Diary: It’s Me, Jessica Here’s where the story left off last time. Dear Diary, It’s me, Jessica. “What are those,” I asked Jack as he handed me his monocular. We were lying on top of the bridge barrier, looking at four big, tan vehicles. “MRAPs.” “What are those?” I asked again as I looked through the monocular “Mine Resistant Ambush Protected vehicles.  Armored troop carriers.” “A guy got out, he is looking at us through binoculars.” “What do you see?” “Ummmm, tan uniform, helmet, chest rig thingy, tan boots, black rifle.  Military?” “Could be.  Could be National Guard.  Could be just a bunch of guys who stumbled on a National Guard armory, playing National Guard.  It is the Maw Duce on top of the MRAPs that has me concerned.” “Maw Duce?” “M2.  Fifty caliber, heavy machine gun.  Serious firepower.  If they got ammo for it, we could have a problem.” “Will they try to cross over to Four Corners?” “They cannot.  Those MRAPs are the MaxxPro variant.  Weighs about twenty-one tons.  The bridge is only rated for eight tons.  Also, the bridge was built in the early fifties.  It was due for maintenance and upgrading some twenty years ago.  Being in a rural area, it was a low priority.  The upside is, back then, they knew how to build them to last.  But there is no defying physics, time, and gravity.” The man put the binoculars down, unslung his rifle, and handed it to someone in the vehicle.  He put his hands up and started across the bridge at a slow walk.  “Come on,” Jack said as he got up.  “Let’s see what he has to say.” By the time we climbed down, and passed through the chute, he stopped just short of the chute entrance. “You can put your hands down, Captain,” Jack said. “Thank you, appreciate it.  Are you the leader here?” “Jack.  One of the militia leaders.” “And her?” “Jessica.  Think of her as a platoon sergeant.  I do.” I gave the Captain a smile.   He eyed me, my rifle, and said, “Right.”  He turned his attention back to Jack.  “I am Captain Marshal Barnet of the thirty second regiment National Guard.  We need food, supplies, fuel.” “Food we have if you have something to trade.  Supplies, not sure what we have that you could use.  Fuel?  Fuel ran out in the first few months after the power went out.” “Any farms about?” “They ran out last fall.  They are using oxen and other beasts of burden now.” Everything Jack said was true.   Captain Barnet sighed and looked down at the bridge’s metal grate and the river rushing below.   “Where were you heading, Captain?” Captain Barnet looked up at Jack. “We’re heading East to try to link up with other units or what remains of them at an airfield about one hundred miles from here.  We came this way as it was a shorter route than having to go all the way north to the interstate.” “And the map didn’t say this bridge was only rated for eight tons.  Your MRAPs are nearly twice over that limit.  This bridge was built in the early fifties and is long overdue for maintenance.”   “You know how much an MRAP weighs?” “I have been around.” “Right.  What will you take in trade for food?” “Antibiotics.  Cigarettes.  Ammunition.  Candy.  Alcohol.” “How about silver or gold coins?” Jack’s eyebrows actually shot up in surprise. “That would be a first.  Have to ask around, see if anyone is willing to trade for those.” “Okay.  I am going to go back and brief my men.  Be okay if some of us came over?” “Things would go a lot smoother if you came unarmed.” The Captain looked unsure. “I give you my word, nothing untoward will come to you or your men.” The Captain seemed to consider Jack’s words, then nodded.  “Deal.” As the Captain walked back across the bridge, quietly Jack said to me, “Pass the word they are coming, unarmed, to trade.  Pass the word they have silver and gold.  Everyone is to stand down, but keep an eye out.  Leave a few of the Four Corners militia up on the barrier.” “On it, Jack.”   Entry two Word was quickly passed through Four Corners, with the most excitement about the silver and gold.  Many people gathered in groups to discuss the value of silver and gold in a trade-and-barter economy.  Some seemed very open to it.  Others, not so much.  Sean was at East Gate when the Captain in his MRAPs arrived and did not get back to Four Corners proper till after Jack and I had gone through the chute.  I gave him a quick rundown of what was said.   “Jack trusts him?” “As much as Jack trusts any newcomer.  Keep an eye out.” “Aye.  Sounds like Jack, alright.” A few moments later, Jack came through the chute with Captain Barnet and three other men.  They all wore similar uniforms, but no helmets, chest rigs, or rifles.  Sean walked up to them and extended his hand, shaking each of theirs.  Jack and the Captain made introductions.   “I hear you are looking to trade precious metals for food, eh?” “If they are willing to trade.” “Aye.  I think there might be more than a few.  Let’s take a walk about and see.” Sean was right.  It was not long before one of Captain Barnet’s men mentioned they were loaded down and would need to come back for more food.  He also asked if they could bring the rest of the men and, “Our families, sir.” Captain Barnet considered it for a moment.  “Be nice to have a hot lunch, sit down and talk for a bit.  Send half of the men and their families.”   “I’d be interested in hearing how you fared after the power went out.  Buy you a drink to hear your tale.” “It is not a very good tale, but for a drink, you’re on.” About 1stMarineJarHead 1stMarineJarHead is not only a former Marine, but also a former EMT-B, Wilderness EMT (courtesy of NOLS), and volunteer firefighter. He currently resides in the great white (i.e. snowy) Northeast with his wife and dogs. He raises chickens, rabbits, goats, occasionally hogs, cows and sometimes ducks. He grows various veggies and has a weird fondness for rutabagas. He enjoys reading, writing, cooking from scratch, making charcuterie, target shooting, and is currently expanding his woodworking skills. The post Dear Diary: It’s Me, Jessica: Chapter 28 (Book 2) appeared first on The Organic Prepper.