Agents? What Agents?

The panic that gripped Miami this week seems to have subsided, but the denials made by Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) that ANY agents were on the street should have been a bit qualified. Here are three in front of the popular 11th Street Diner, and they weren't talking about the pot roast. I I S is an interesting participant. This is.Internal.Intellegence.Systems and must be the newest member of the private contractors hired by the Bush government. The chunky chick on the left was a federal agent and seemed to be in charge. Shortly after I took this photo a guy I know walked up to them and said, "You fuckin' fascists! You have no right to do this." The agents growled something about keep moving or they'd do something nasty, the guy spewed forth a few more profanities and salked into Twist's happy hour. A little later I followed and asked, "Larry, where's Raphael (his BF)?" And a very bitter Larry replied, "Home, hiding."