Bubba Patrol

The Minutemen are ready to patrol Texas' border. Are we ready for them?

"We know how to protect ourselves," says McGauley, "and we will be able to protect ourselves."

U.S. Customs and Border Protection might be tepid in its response to the Minutemen, but not so the Texas chapter of the League of United Latin American Citizens. "The Minutemen are not needed and they're not wanted in Texas," says state LULAC president Roger Rocha. Should someone get shot, be it an immigrant, a Minuteman or an innocent bystander, Rocha worries about the potential for a backlash against the Hispanic community. The Minutemen "can claim all they want that they're here just to observe, but you and I know that's not the case," he says. "These people are coming in armed."

Rocha says ranchers can and will be held responsible for any violence toward immigrants: "If they're willing to take on the financial responsibility, that is their decision, but since the Minutemen are already being considered racists, such an action would probably be looked at as a hate crime."

Border patrol agent Arturo Sandoval scans the brush, trying to determine what tripped an underground sensor.
Daniel Kramer
Border patrol agent Arturo Sandoval scans the brush, trying to determine what tripped an underground sensor.
Bill Parmley is tired of immigrants leaving their trash behind as they pass through South Texas.
Daniel Kramer
Bill Parmley is tired of immigrants leaving their trash behind as they pass through South Texas.


Arturo Sandoval is cruising through a poor neighborhood in Laredo, a few hundred feet from the Rio Grande, when he see three guys walking briskly against traffic on a one-lane road. He makes the block in his white Chevy Tahoe, rolls the wrong way down the street and creeps up behind the three men, who turn and bolt the minute they see he's wearing the green uniform of the U.S. Border Patrol.

The game of cat and mouse has begun, although border patrol agents prefer you not call it that.

Sandoval calls for backup and hits the gas, shooting past the neighborhood's one-story brick and adobe houses, each butted right up to the next. He turns a corner and hops the curb to avoid a police car slowly coming his way. The cop stares and rolls on.

Violence is erupting across the river in Nuevo Laredo, with gangs battling for smuggling routes and city officials getting killed. These three suspects could be drug mules, although they're more likely just economic immigrants coming across in search of work. Either way, it's Sandoval's job to track them down.

One suspect splits off from the group and Sandoval goes after the other two, revving his engine while relaying his position on the radio. The two fugitives quickly disappear around a corner only to pop up a minute later leaning against a wall with a group of people. They sprint at the sight of the Tahoe and turn yet another corner, running smack dab into another border agent, who grabs one of them and wrestles him to the ground for resisting arrest. "Sometimes you don't know who you're encountering when guys don't want to listen to your commands," Sandoval says. "You don't know, first of all, what he has on him."

Sandoval, a Laredo native, says captives sometimes accuse him of selling out his Hispanic heritage; he simply says he has a job to do. He gets on the radio and describes the suspect who split from the group, but that fellow won't be found. He either headed back across the river to try another day or to a safe house somewhere in the neighborhood.

Any border patrol agent will tell you that more help is needed; there just aren't enough agents to respond to every situation. But few will tell you they want a bunch of civilians running around the river. Underground sensors are placed along the border to detect abnormal vibrations and the sensors can't distinguish between the footsteps of a smuggler, an economic immigrant or a Minuteman. And then there's the common refrain: "What exactly do the Minutemen expect to do?" The U.S. Border Patrol is already understaffed and incapable of responding to every call, so it doesn't make a lot of sense, except for the sake of publicizing the immigration issue, to have a bunch of people down pointing out undocumented immigrants.

Inside the sector command station at Laredo is a vast network of computers and monitors tracking tripped sensors and motion detectors. Cameras are perched along the Rio Grande and monitored by support staff here. Sandoval says border patrol agents are often alerted to two groups of immigrants at once, and they have to choose which ones to pursue.

U.S. Representative John Culberson of Houston, perhaps wishing to grant the Minutemen the right to detain immigrants, introduced a bill three weeks ago to let Texas and other states establish armed militias for border protection. These militia members would be able to "use any means and any force established by state law."

The bill has 46 Republican co-sponsors.


"Do you have papers?" he says his employers often ask, after he's already worked a day. When he shakes his head no, they shrug and drive off without paying him a cent. Hispanic-Americans are the worst, he says, when it's time to pay.

His name is Pedro, and he's one of the estimated 11 million undocumented immigrants living in the United States. Every morning he gets up at the crack of dawn and stands on the corner of Commerce and York in Houston's East End, right around the corner from a center the city has set up for day laborers. He waits here hoping to catch a contractor en route.

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