Out west in the silver hills of Nevada, where sagebrush blows, and common sense is said to be on life support, a man by the name of Joel Vargas-Escobar—known to his companions in the art of dismemberment as “Momia”—was formally indicted for what some folks might call a touch excessive in the way of ambition–eleven murders, two murders in aid of racketeering, and enough gun charges to stock a revolution.
Now, you may be asking, “Why, pray tell, would such a man be wandering free in this land of liberty and orange traffic cones?”
Well, friend, it’s because he was kindly escorted back across our southern hospitality zone to El Salvador in 2018—only to reappear as if by magic, ducking laws and fences like a squirrel in a cornfield. He spent four years here on an extended vacation from justice, all while captaining the Parkview clique of MS-13 like it was a particularly bloodthirsty paddleboat.
Democrats, bless their gentle hearts, might describe this fine gentleman as a “hardworking, peaceful person just looking to make a better life for himself and his family,” if you count an eleven-body pileup in the desert as “betterment” and define “family” to mean a hierarchy of machete-swinging gangsters.
According to the Department of Justice, Escobar was a key cog in the MS-13 machine, issuing commands and death warrants from Las Vegas to California. Their victims, poor souls, were often lured or snatched up and hauled off to the sort of remote spots that rattlesnakes hesitate to visit. Once there, the true meaning of “Parkview hospitality” commenced.
Said Attorney General Pamela Bondi, “The American people are safer following the arrest of yet another MS-13 leader.”
She went on to call Escobar a terrorist—though it’s worth noting that in some political salons, calling a criminal anything harsher than “misunderstood” is liable to earn you a citation for insensitivity.
The alleged crimes? Too grim for polite company. Torture. Mutilation. Murder. Repeated. Eleven times. And that’s just the known toll. There may be more skeletons in the hills than gold nuggets.
Escobar now sits in federal custody, likely wondering whether Nevada prison food compares favorably to El Salvador’s. Should he get convicted, he faces life in prison, where he will get three meals, occasional recreation, and no chance at another desert getaway.
So next time you hear someone insist these are “peaceful folks chasing the American dream,” you might want to ask–whose dream, exactly? And whether the rest of us are waking up to a nightmare.
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