Drugs, an American legacy.
 

Found this interview with the series' director Billy Corbin. Even though he mentions that these crimes are "never worth it", it's simply horrific that so many folks are currently totally fascinated with the drug trade,

may it be in the '70s and '80s, or at present time. How many hard-working good families' lives have gotten destroyed by drugs? Sal Magluta's parents and other extended family members sure lost everything.

I found this docu-series informative and pretty well made, though the glorification of the fast money lifestyle at times was distasteful. In the last 15 years, more than 250,000 people have lost their lives in Mexico

due to the drug wars, and the ever prevalent, contemporary 'Narco drama series entertainment' is now very far removed from the 'Sonny' Crockett and 'Rico' Tubbs TV days. The first huge personal fortunes made

by Americans were by men like Astor, Delano, Mellon, and many others, who smuggled tons of opium into Imperial China against the Emporer's wishes. In the last 100 years, Americans are the biggest consumers

of drugs, and though providers like Mexicans are paying a steep price, we will in the end, sadly be the big losers if nothing changes.

Billy Corben interview link:


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the old school race was very cool. I really liked seeing those guys out there

watching cocaine cowboys now, great footage and pretty good documentary

I found it interesting that my 1988 Pantera race boat has a marking on the dash, Specially built for Dolphin Office Supply. The same place that Sal was arrested at in 1988.

We watched it this past weekend. Really enjoyed it. I was amazed how vast/deep their empire was. They controlled everything and everyone it seemed.

Binge watched the whole thing. Good flick!

Heck, 90% of the people on OSO glorified Don Johnson, or we wouldnt be here... LOL Cant say its better than the current generation glamorizing rappers and the Kardashians...

The old school Miami stories are fascinating. My x-wife grew up in Homestead and lived thru the 70's, 80's and 90's. She hung out at the Dadeland mall before and after Griselda Blanco's thugs drove by and killed a bunch of people. Both of my best friends grew up in Miami and have really interesting stories about neighborhood parties with a lot of white stuff on the tables when they were 8 years old and how many of their parents found a bale of this or a kilo of that and sold it and bought a house. We were looking at old pictures a while back at her parents house circa late 70's early 80's, her Dad standing in front of a 60's vette wearing (of course) a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, jeans and a flanel. He is like 6 feet tall, black bushy hair. I didnt even realize it was her Dad. I said: "Who the hell is that, Pablo Escobar?" her Dad from the other room "Pretty damn close". I lost my chit laughing... He's 75 years old now, devout Christian. It was a way of life....

If you pause it at 28 minutes in episode 1 you can see my boat in the background. Or should I say you can at least see the boat number 31. As soon as we started watching my wife said she wouldn't be surprised if I snuck in there somewhere.

That woman was pure evil, killed her own family members including her husband

My wife and I binged watched the entire series this past Sunday. I was down in Florida a lot in the mid 80's playing in bands in clubs around Lauderdale and Miami and all over Florida and east coast. I did not pay much attention to the drug trade or what was really happening all around me as I was interested in other things. It was very interesting to see the places on the show that all this took place in or near that I know of.

LOL , that reminds me of a story that my late neighbor told me about 30 years ago , at least. He was more well known in sailing circles having crossed the Atlantic a few times than as a power boater.
Apparently he had a friend who had a substantial sailboat that he kept at a Marina in Miami and he was always 'on the lookout'. in case it was going to be his lucky day. His friend always maintained that if he ever found anything , bucket , bale , you name it he was going to place it in the open on the forward deck of the boat on the trip back to port.
Should the coast guard stop him the first thing he was going to say was 'Look at what I found !'
If he made it back to the marina instead no-one was going to know any better .

The Whittington brothers that were involved in pot smuggling and race cars bought Road Atlanta race track since one of the straightaways was conveniently long enough to land an airplane loaded with whatever. They would fly two planes close together and one would inbound to ATL and the other peel off to the race course.