The Last Narc

The Last Narc, Amazon Prime

The central premise of The Last Narc is so outlandish that a lot of reasonable people are going to dismiss the show as temerarious conspiracy mongering. But the four-part documentary mini-series (available on Amazon Prime) lays out enough damning facts that you won’t feel inclined to give any particular entity the benefit of the doubt.

Narc follows the familiar structure of a murder mystery and a detective whose life unravels trying to solve it. The murder is that of DEA Agent Enrique “Kiki” Camarena, who was investigating drug cartels in Guadalajara, Mexico, in 1985. The detective is another DEA Agent…

Noodles was a disgraced former defense attorney turned landscaper. Howard was a brilliant criminologist and a goat. Together they solved mysteries and tended lawns in rural Montana. The following are excerpts from Noodles’ memoirs.

September 25, 1997

Winters in Montana are merciless, unpredictable and overlong. Summers are hotter than they should be and punctuated with thick smoke from perennial wildfires. Spring is less a buffer between than it is a soggy mud-caked soup of the two. But Fall in Montana makes it all worthwhile. Some years it lasts a month. Other years you get a few hours. Either way, it’s perfect. Fall in Montana has kept me here through all the harshness and misery that the rest of the year can bring.

Had it not been for a perfect fall afternoon, my ride back from Helena to…

From the Humps to the Natural Police

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By Barney Doyle

Cops should be the most realistic portrayal of cops on television. Camera crews follow actual police officers performing their duties, an editor chops out the hours of mundane paperwork and inaction, and what remains is set to a catchy reggae intro. That should be as real as a cop show gets. But it isn’t.

I’ve seen the filming of a reality police show (not Cops, but one of the dozens of imitators that run constantly in the deepest recesses of your cable package). It wasn’t staged like a lot of reality television is, but it wasn’t exactly…

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Do you ever get a particularly obvious or suspiciously specific edict from management and wonder where it came from? Wouldn’t the office be a happier place if they just named the rule after the person responsible, so we wouldn’t have to wonder? “No sleeveless shirts at the office” would become the Craig Rule. “Two-drink limit at the Christmas party” would be replaced with the Henry Clause. The random drug test would be renamed the “Doug Doctrine.” Sure, we’d still be subject to all of the same stupid regulations, but at least we’d have a story to go with them.


Barney Doyle

Barney Doyle has been a cop for 13 years and a True Crime enthusiast for as long as he can remember. He has a book called Reckless Speculation about Murder.

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