Beef market is anticipated to grow at a considerable CAGR of 8.0% during the forecast period (2024-2031).Beef industry includes the trade and consumption of beef globally that encompasses the production, distribution, and consumption of beef products across various regions and countries.
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Sustainability and health trends represent two significant factors in global beef market. In March 2022 the Global Roundtable for Sustainable Beef (GRSB) introduced the Beef Carbon Footprint Guideline, a measure aimed at enhancing consistency in calculating the carbon footprint of the beef industry. As a scientific advisory council focused on sustainability within the global beef sector, GRSB's initiative seeks to drive improvements in environmental practices across the industry.
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· Market Coverage
· Market number available for – 2024-2031
· Base year- 2023
· Forecast period- 2024-2031
· Segment Covered- By Source, By Product Type, By Applications
· Competitive Landscape- Archer Daniels Midland Co., Ingredion Inc., Kerry Group Plc, Cargill
· Inc., and others
Market Segmentation
Global Beef Market by Cut Type
o Ground
o Roasts
o Steaks
Global Beef Market by Distribution Channel
o Retail Sales
o Hotels, Restaurants And Catering (HoReCa)
o Butcher Shops
Regional Analysis
o North America
o United States
o Canada
o Europe
o UK
o Germany
o Italy
o Spain
o France
o Rest of Europe
o Asia-Pacific
o China
o India
o Japan
o South Korea
o Rest of Asia-Pacific
o Rest of the World
o Latin America
o The Middle East & Africa
Company Profiles
o Agri Beef Co.
o American Foods Group, LLC
o AUSTRALIAN AGRICULTURAL CO. Ltd.
o BRF
o Cargill, Incorporated
o Central Valley Meat
o Danish Crown
o JBS S.A.
o Miratorg Agribusiness Holding (Miratorg)
o National Beef Packing Co., LLC
o NH Foods Ltd.
o Perdue Farms Inc.
o Smithfield Foods Inc.
o Strauss Brands LLC
o Sysco Corp.
o Tyson Foods, Inc.
o Vion Food Group (Vion N.V.)
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• Market value data analysis of 2023and forecast to 2031.
• Annualized market revenues ($ million) for each market segment.
• Country-wise analysis of major geographical regions.
• Key companies operating in the global beefmarket. Based on the availability of data, information related to new product launches, and relevant news is also available in the report.
• Analysis of business strategies by identifying the key market segments positioned for strong growth in the future.
• Analysis of market-entry and market expansion strategies.
• Competitive strategies by identifying ‘who-stands-where’ in the market.

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We meet again, Redditors.
Once more, it's me, the small-town Minnesota cop with an unfortunate penchant for getting himself mixed up with the bizarre, possibly supernatural, and sometimes downright terrifying things that occasionally happen when he's not busy handing out speeding tickets, breaking up bar fights and once in a while throwing a drunk farmer in a jail cell for giving his wife a broken nose because the Vikings lost to the Giants during the big game.
They say bad things come in threes, so I suppose I should have seen this coming. Yes, it happened once again to Yours Truly.
But after this time, I'm giving serious thought to just calling it quits and ending my career in law enforcement, maybe getting a job as a park ranger or a fishing guide.
This one was the worst one yet. Worse than the Garrity disappearance back in '14 and my strange encounter with the mysterious young woman who called herself Shirley Anne McDougall back in '19. Worse than both of them combined, even.
I've pretty shaken up by this recent one. Hell, to be perfectly honest, I'm fucking scared. Not so much by what happened, but by the implications of it. If there's any truth to this one, then...well...
It happened last Friday night. I wasn't even on duty when it happened; it was my night off.
Things have changed since the last time we got together. The Chief retired last fall after over forty years. Ostensibly it was because of "health issues"...but I have my doubts. He still seemed pretty spry and healthy the last time I saw him at the retirement party we threw him at the station. He took his wife and moved to Colorado to "live out [his] golden years as God intended, with a fishing rod in one hand and a can of Hamm's in the other," as he put it. He was grinning when he said it, but it seemed a little forced, and there seemed to be some other expression lurking beneath the grin, and in his eyes. Something dark and haunted.
I think maybe the denouncement of the McDougall case was the last straw for him (they ID'd the skeleton they found in the trunk of that rusted old Buick through old dental records and DNA after "someone" provided the State Police with an "anonymous" tip to the young woman's identity...and yep, sure enough, it was Shirley). I don't think it was just her and poor old Mrs. Garrity that was getting to him, either. I have to remind myself that the Chief had been on the force a hell of a lot longer than me and Jerry and Pete and Vance...and God only knows what he encountered during that time. He probably has his own share of stories to tell, if he was so inclined.
Anyway, when the Chief stepped down, Vance took his place due to seniority. He's a competent cop with enough experience to make a decent replacement, but it's just not quite the same, and I don't think I'll ever think of him as the Chief.
Vance's first order of business (with the Town Council's approval) was to expand the police force in order to keep up with the town's increasing population. He hired three new officers. He also persuaded/pressured the Council to increase the Police Department's budget, and with the extra funds we got some much-needed newer cruisers, gear and even radios. The downside to all these improvements was that with three extra warm bodies there weren't as many hours to go around, so my work schedule had been cut back some. I can't really complain. I'm a single guy, I own my own place, and town living is cheap. Plus, I really did need a break.
So last Friday night I was driving down one of our many rural country roads on my way into town with no other objective than to buy a case of beer and get drunk watching TV. It was just past eight P.M., a pleasant spring evening with a clear, starry sky.
I had the radio on, listening to an old BlackHawk song I liked as a kid (the one about the guy whose friend moved up in the mountains to paint the world).
I glanced at the dashboard clock and saw it was 8:08 P.M. I reached for a cigarette from the pack of Winstons on the passenger seat.
Suddenly there was a blinding flash of light that filled all the windows of my car. Bright, white light that seemed to fill the entire world. It was like being at ground zero at the moment of a nuclear explosion, in the millisecond before the blast vaporizes your entire body.
I shouted and slammed on the brakes, raising an arm to shield my face, squeezing my eyes shut. I thought for sure I was about to die.
The BlackHawk song playing on my radio cut off abruptly.
I sat there for probably at least a minute, my heart racing, hearing nothing but silence. Finally, I cautiously opened my eyes. The light was gone. Everything was back to normal.
"Jesus," I muttered to myself, "what the fuck was that?"
Bewildered, but relieved to be alive, I put my foot back on the gas pedal...
But my car wouldn't move. The engine had stopped. I turned the key over and over again, but it wouldn't start. My car was dead.
"Shit!"
I got out, popped the hood, and raised it to inspect the engine. My car was only three years old and I had just had it serviced last month. I couldn't figure out what the hell was wrong with it...but then again, I am a police officer, not an auto mechanic.
Frustrated, I pulled off my phone to call Triple A... but my phone wouldn't turn on. Like my car, it was also dead. Even though the battery was still more than half charged.
Now I was really getting pissed off. I was still three miles from town, stranded in the middle of nowhere with no way to call for help. This was turning into a pretty shitty evening.
I stood there for a couple minutes and was just about resigned to the fact that I was going to have to walk the rest of the way into town to call a tow truck, when fortune smiled.
I saw a pair of headlights coming down the road, approaching from the direction of town.
I waved down the driver, and as the car got closer, I realized it was one of the town's new police cruisers. It slowed down and I saw the driver was none other than my regular partner Jerry.
I didn't spare the time to consider what an unusual coincidence this was, I was just overjoyed that now I didn't have to go on foot to get my car towed. My relief was short-lived though. Before I could open my mouth to explain my troubles, I saw the look on Jerry's face. He looked deeply worried, and more than a little scared.
"Jesus Christ!" he said when he saw me. "Where the fuck have you been? We've been tryin' to get ahold of you for almost an hour!"
"Bad luck. My car broke down and my phone di--..." I stopped abruptly as his words registered. "Wait, what the hell do you mean 'almost an hour'? My phone just died like ten minutes ago!"
"Vance's been ringing your phone since 8:15. I even tried calling you myself. I was heading your way to see what the hell happened to you!"
I looked at him, confused. "Jer, I've only been stuck here for ten minutes at most."
"Well, maybe your phone conked out before your car did and you didn't notice."
"No, it happened almost simultaneously. It was the craziest fucking thing. What the hell time is it anyway?"
He glanced at his dashboard. "9:06."
This threw me for a loop. "What? Jerry, that shit is not possible! I saw the time right before my car broke down. It was 8:08. There's no way I've been standing here for the better part of an hour!" I was so bewildered by now that I had almost entirely forgotten about that strange, blinding flash of light that had seemed to presage my car breaking down.
"Shit, man, I don't know what to tell you," Jerry answered with a shrug. "All I know is we've been trying to get ahold of you for damn near an hour."
"Why have you been trying to call me?" I asked him with slowly dawning trepidation.
Jerry looked at me gravely. There was an all-too-familiar expression of fear on his face. One I recognized from that day nearly a decade before, when we had driven out to Mrs. Garrity's farmhouse.
"Something's happened to the Barker Family," he said. "They're missing. It looks like a home invasion/abduction type deal."
"Shit," I muttered. The Barkers in question were John and Sophie, a couple who lived on the outskirts of town (coincidentally, not terribly far from where old Mrs. Garrity had once lived) and their three children. John Barker worked at a tractor supply store in the next town.
He continued: "The Chief"--meaning Vance--"wants everyone available. It's an all-hands-on-deck situation." He looked away from me, gulping nervously. I could tell he was holding something back.
"What aren't you telling me, Jer?" I asked him warily.
He sighed. His expression was almost apologetic. "You better brace yourself. It looks like another weird one."
I groaned.
"Get in. I'll fill you in on the way."
*****
On the drive to the Barker house, Jerry told me what had happened.
Just after eight, the town dispatcher, Monica (our old dispatcher Karen died peacefully two years back) received a relay call from 911. The Barker's youngest daughter, Chloe (six) said she was locked in her parents' room and that someone was inside her house. When asked if she could describe the intruders, all she could say was that "the gray men" had taken her family and they were in the house looking for her. Before the 911 operator could ask her anything else, Chloe had begun to scream piercingly in panicked horror. Then the line had gone dead.
Pete and Joe had been sent, along with two of the new town cops, Brandon and Lars (a big blond Swedish guy) as back-up. They had arrived at the Barker residence no more than five minutes after the call had been made, but there was no sign of the Barkers. All five of them, John, Sophie, Chloe, Jessica (nine) and Max (fourteen) were gone. But what they did find there was disturbing. After clearing the house, they had called Vance.
"What did they find?" I asked Jerry.
"You'll see for yourself in just a couple minutes," he told me, gesturing out the windshield. I looked and saw we were already almost at the Barker's house. The place was encircled with cop cars, blue and red lights strobing.
Jerry parked and we got out. The whole town police force was gathered, along with some Detectives from the city, plus a forensics team from the State Police, taking pictures and collecting evidence.
Jerry led me towards the house, but a burly State Trooper blocked my way with a stern expression. "Closed crime scene," he barked in an officious tone.
I was confused for a second, then realized -- because I technically wasn't on duty -- that I wasn't in uniform.
"It's cool," Jerry told him, "He's a cop."
The Trooper raised a suspicious eyebrow but finally stepped aside.
We went up the front porch. The door was standing wide open but was blocked with crisscrossing strips of yellow Crime Scene tape. It was dark inside; the power was off.
"Check this out," Jerry said, and took out a flashlight, switching it on and shining it on the front door.
"Whoa," I said, surprised, "what the hell?"
The doorknob was missing from the front door, leaving only an empty hole. Except, I registered after a split-second, it wasn't missing; it was melted. A trail of liquified steel (that had since cooled and rehardened) led down from the doorknob hole to a puddle on the floor, like candlewax.
"It gets weirder," Jerry told me. "The electricity's out in the house, but it doesn't look like an outage. Seems like it was a power surge of some kind. All the lightbulbs inside are burst."
Hearing heavy footsteps approach behind us, we turn and saw Vance ascending the porch steps.
"Thank God," he said upon seeing me. "Where the hell have you been? I was starting to worry you vanished right along with the Barkers!"
I explained to him my car troubles and how Jerry had just happened along at the right time.
"Afraid you can't go in there just yet," he told me when I finished. "Not until after the state boys are finished searching for clues."
"What did Pete and Joe find in there?" I asked him.
"Well, Jerry probably already told you, the power's out. But that's not all. Looks like there was some kind of stand-off in there. Some of the windows and doors were barricaded. And they found a pile of spent .30-30 shells and a rifle on the floor of the living room -- probably John Barker's rifle. But no sign of who -- or what -- he was shooting at. Upstairs, the doorknob of John and Sophie's bedroom, where their little girl made the call, is melted, just like that..." he indicated the front door. "The phone was off the hook, dangling on its cord. Pete says it was stilling swinging when he and Joe entered the room...like she had just dropped it. If they had just gotten there maybe a minute sooner..." He shook his head sadly.
Something about what he had just told me didn't seem right.
"You said the phone was off the hook -- you mean the girl called 911 on a landline?"
"Yeah."
"Why didn't they call for help on their Smartphones? Everybody's got one these days. It wasn't like they were caught off-guard; they had enough time to try barricading the house."
Vance shrugged. "Who the hell knows? Nothing about this seems to make much sense."
"Is that it?" I asked him.
"No. There's more. Come with around back, I want you to see something."
Vance led me around the house into the back yard. I began to detect a smell in the air, the smoky smell of burnt vegetation. A smell I associated with burning leaves in autumn.
There were more cops and Forensics back here, most of them crowded around something about thirty yards in the rear of the house.
"First, look at this," Vance told me, and pointed to a wooden doghouse beside the back porch. I looked...and halted in my tracks.
"Jesus!"
The doghouse was squared off with more Crime Scene tape. A large German Shepard was sprawled on the ground, half in and half out of the doghouse. It was dead, its mouth open, teeth bared in a frozen snarl. Its eyes were wide open and staring blankly at nothing. There were no marks on its body, no blood, no immediately apparent cause of death.
"It was still warm when Pete and Joe found it," Vance told me.
"What the hell happened here?" I said, mostly to myself.
"You think that's weird? You ain't seen nothin' yet," Vance said grimly. He gestured with his head toward the crowd gathered at the edge of the back yard.
I approached, and the closer I got, the stronger that smoky burning-leaves smell became.
The officers were formed in a loose circle around the perimeter of something, taking pictures and recording videos with their phones. I reached them...and saw what was holding their attention. I stood, staring dumbly in shock and incomprehension.
Sawhorses had been set up, cordoning off a perfect circle of scorched, blackened earth, about fifty feet in diameter. The grass had been charred to a fine black powder that was still faintly smoking.
*****
I rode with Vance back to the municipal building in town, where the police station was located. By then the story had broken to the nearest news outlets and there was something of a "media circus" (if you could call three news vans and a corresponding number of reporters and cameramen a circus) outside, along with a number of curious locals. We ignored their questions and entered the municipal building.
I changed into a spare uniform I kept in my locker. The State Police had already issued a state-wide alert for the missing family. The detectives were going to conduct door-to-door interviews with the Barkers' closest neighbors. Vance wanted the town police force to patrol the backroads and be on the lookout for anything that could prove useful in the investigation...in other words, busywork, so we didn't feel like a bunch of dumb hicks standing around with our thumbs up our butts while the "real" police did all the important work.
I entered Vance's office and found him sitting at his desk, in the middle of a conversation with Pete and Joe, who stood on the other side. Vance was telling them how he had just gotten a call from the FBI. A couple suits from the Saint Paul branch of the Bureau were on their way.
At this Pete smirked at Joe and began to whistle the X-Files theme, which annoyed Vance who told him to knock it off. Vance reminded him that five people, including three children, were missing and this was not the time for joking around.
Abashed, Pete apologized.
"Anyway," Vance went on, "I want you and Joe to cruise the roads North of town. Brandon and Lars are already covering the South roads. You"--he pointed at me--"are going to ride with Jerry and--"
Just then the radio unit on Monica's desk crackled to life. Lar's lightly Swedish-accented voice come through the speakers. "Come in, Dispatch, this is Unit 2. Come in, Dispatch, this is Unit 2. Do you copy? Over."
Monica spoke into the microphone. "Copy, Unit 2, this is Dispatch."
"Dispatch, is the Chief there? Over."
"Unit 2, this is Dispatch, yes, he's right here at his desk, over."
"Uh, Dispatch, I need to speak to the Chief urgently, we have a situation out here on Route 9 three miles out of town. Over."
At the word "situation" we all tensed up a bit.
Vance got up and quickly crossed over to Monica's desk. He leaned close to the microphone. "Unit 2, this is Vance. What do you mean by 'situation?' Over."
"Uh, me and Brandon found one of them."
Vance's face paled. I felt a skittering sensation in my guts.
"Unit 2, what do you mean you found one of 'them'? Clarify. Over."
"We found one of the Barkers. The boy, Max. He's alive. Me and Brandon came on him wandering down the side of the road, naked. He's in bad shape. In shock, I think."
"Jesus Christ," I heard Pete whisper.
Lars went on: "We're taking him back to the station right now. Be there in about twenty minutes. Over."
"Copy, Unit 2," Vance said with forced composure, looking stunned by this development. "Bring him in through the rear door, there's kind of a crowd outside and we don't need any unwanted attention. Over and out."
"Roger, Chief. Over and out."
*****
Twenty minutes later, Lars and Brandon guided fourteen-year-old Max Barker, naked except for a blanket wrapped around him, down the rear service corridor of the Municipal Building and into the Chief's office. Vance had already radioed out the news on the police frequency.
Lars wasn't kidding, the kid was a mess. He just shuffled along, moving almost automatically, like a robot. His face was completely blank, mouth gaping dumbly open, eyes vacant. Catatonic.
They gently seated him on a couch. Vance dismissed Joe, Lars and Brandon, telling them to go outside to control the crowd, which was getting agitated (apparently one of the news vans had picked up word that one of the Barkers had been found on their scanner).
They closed the door behind them, leaving only me, Pete, Vance...and the boy himself.
Vance dragged up a chair and sat facing Max. "Max?" he asked him very softly.
Max didn't respond.
"Max? Can you hear me? You're in the police station. It's alright, son, you're safe now."
No response. The boy didn't even seem to blink.
"What happened to you, Max? What happened to your family?"
Nothing.
"Max, please, you have to tell us what happened tonight. It's very important that we know so we can find the rest of your family. The sooner we know, the sooner we can help them."
There was a very low, inaudible mumble. It took a moment for me to realize it had come from Max himself.
"What was that, Max?" Vance asked, sounding encouraged. He leaned closer. "Please, Max, speak up."
"You can't..." A weak rasp. Max swallowed hard, and tried again, straining, forcing his voice to work. "You can't help them. They're gone."
He began to tremble. Tears ran down his cheeks. His tremble became a shudder, causing the blanket pulled around his shoulders to fall down a little, revealing something. Something odd. A small, perfectly rectangular patch of raised pink skin just below his left collar bone. It was about the size of a domino. It looked like a welt or a burn and appeared very fresh.
Vance pointed at the mark on Max's shoulder. "How did you get that, Max?"
"They did it to me."
"Who?"
Max's next words made my skin shudder. "The sky people. That's how they keep track of us."
He looked at Vance with an agonized, horrified expression, cheeks streaked with tears. "They took us. Just like they did last time. But this time, they didn't bring us back. They kept my family. They would have kept me too, but I tricked them. I played dead. They dumped me. They need to keep us alive until..."
He didn't finish. His shuddering worsened.
"Until what, Max?" Vance pressed him.
Max was silent. Then suddenly he began to scream hysterically in a panic, making us all jump. He thrashed around wildly, his face suddenly crazed.
"They're going to come back for me! Don't you understand? They thought I was dead, but they'll find out I tricked them and then they'll come back, they'll come back, THEY'LL COME BAAAAACK!"
Vance turned to me, alarmed. "Call an ambulance, now!"
I pulled out a phone but before I could dial 911 the door to the office slammed open. Two tall, muscular men in matching black suits and black ties over starched white shirts stood in the doorway. They had identical crewcuts. Their faces were clean-shaven and totally expressionless.
"Hey!" Vance said, surprised and angry, "Who the hell are you?"
"We're with the Government," one of the men replied in a flat, calm voice.
"We're taking over this investigation," the other said.
"Now wait a minute!" Vance protested, "I'm the town Police Chief here! I'm in the middle of interviewing a witness--"
"Mr. Barker will be coming with us," the first man overrode him, his voice a monotone, his face perfectly neutral.
"Goddamnit, this is my jurisdiction!"
"Our authority exceeds your jurisdiction," the second told Vance.
Vance stood up to confront them, pointing his finger. "You can't just come in here and--"
With shocking speed, the first black-suited man grabbed Vance by the front of his shirt and spun him around, pinning him face-first to the wall.
"Hey, get your fucking hands off me!"
Vance struggled, but the man was stronger. He held him firmly while the second black-suited man crossed the office to where Max was sitting. He had stopped freaking out by then and was just whimpering quietly, seemingly in a daze.
Me and Pete just stood speechless, watching this transpire with disbelief. I wanted to speak up, wanted to come to Vance's defense, but was intimidated into inaction. These guys didn't look like someone you wanted to mess around with.
The second man helped Max to his feet and, with his arm draped over the boy's shoulder, led the boy unresistingly out of Vance's office.
The first man released Vance and followed after his partner, leaving the room without a word, gently closing the door behind him.
Vance smoothed out his shirt, pissed off and outraged at being manhandled.
"Sons of bitches! I can't believe they did that! I'm going to report their sorry asses to their field office for assaulting an officer!"
"What are we going to do now, Chief?" Pete asked him. "That kid was our only lead on whatever the hell's going on."
"Damned if I know," Vance muttered, running his fingers through his hair, still flustered. "It's out of our hands now. The Feds have taken over."
Just then someone rapped on the office door.
"Great, what now?" Vance snapped in irritation. He opened the door.
A young man and woman in business suits, very clean-cut and professional looking, stood there. Both of them holding badges. "Chief --?" the man asked.
"Yeah, who are you?" Vance inquired bluntly.
"I'm Agent Daniel Smithfield, this is my partner, Agent Kira Dellaney. We're from the FBI."
"What?! Wait a minute!" Vance exclaimed, thunderstruck, "if you're FBI, who the hell were those other guys?!"
The two agents glanced at each other, confused.
"What 'other guys'?" the female agent said.
"Those two big guys in black suits! They were just here not five minutes ago! They took the Barker kid with them!"
The two agents looked at each other again, then back to Vance, perplexed and troubled.
"We don't know who you're talking about," the male agent replied. "There are no other agencies involved in this case that we're aware of. We just arrived in your town less than half an hour ago."
The three of us, me, Pete and Vance, gaped speechlessly at the two FBI agents, utterly baffled.
*****
It's been five days. Still no leads on the case, and no sign of the missing Barker Family. And no idea who those goons in suits were who absconded with Max, or what they wanted with him, or where they could have taken him.
One interesting fact came to light after they finished investigating the Barker house: not only was the house's electrical system completely blown out, but also so was every portable battery-powered device within the house...including the family's mobile phones. That's why the 911 call was made on a landline phone, one of those old non-electric rotary-dial ones, which apparently wasn't affected by...whatever it was that happened there last Friday night.
I don't think anyone's going to find the Barkers. Not us, not the State Police, not the city cops or the Feds or anyone else. I think we're looking a little too close to home, and the Barkers are somewhere far, far away.
I don't know what the "sky people" wanted with them, but I have a bad feeling their intentions are not good.
Like I said at the beginning, this is probably going to be last time I have to deal with one of these freaky cases; I'm seriously considering turning in my badge and moving as far away from Minnesota as possible.
But I wonder if it makes any difference where I go or how far I travel.
You see, what really frightens me about all of this isn't just what happened to the Barkers. It's what I found the morning after, when I was shaving. I spotted something in the mirror. Something on my left shoulder. A perfect rectangle of slightly raised, irritated skin, about the size of a domino.

NOTE: The OKLEG Latino Caucus is holding a press conference about this bill today at 1:00PM in room G-5 of the Capitol.
Quick TLDR; this has been introduced outside legislative deadlines. Because leadership did this they can likely bypass rules but the point is the language vilifies one industry when OMMA requires a worker credential now that requires a national background check for ANY job that handles cannabis. Businesses that are unlicensed/unregistered are already subject to trafficking and illegal cultivation laws which are felonies already, and subject to federal drug laws.
Here's the bill:

• http://www.oklegislature.gov/BillInfo.aspx?Bill=hb4156&Session=2400

Here's the introduced text:

• http://webserver1.lsb.state.ok.us/cf_pdf/2023-24%20INT/hB/HB4156%20INT.PDF

Here's the relevant text, which is not really provisions of a law, but very charged and partisan language that doesn't need to be in statute.

B. Further, the Legislature finds and declares that a crisis exists in Oklahoma. Throughout the state, law enforcement comes into daily and increasingly frequent contact with foreign nationals who entered the country illegally or who remain here illegally. This is particularly common in regard to illegal marijuana grow operations, which have exploded in number in recent years. Often, these persons are involved with organized crime such as drug trafficking, and labor trafficking. Oklahoma agents and law enforcement partners have seized countless tons of dangerous drugs and arrested untold numbers of traffickers, many of whom entered without authorization through our southern border. This crisis of unauthorized entry and presence is endangering Oklahomans, devastating rural, urban, and suburban communities and is severely straining even the most diligent and well-resourced state and local governmental entities, civil and criminal. It is imperative that the Legislature take steps to abate the crisis.

It's also dated language speaking to not-so-recent actions eg. "marijuana grows exploded in recent years" contradicts with OBN's many ad nauseam claims of "look at what a good job we're doing busting all these grows and now there are so few of them we've taken out 6000 of them!" (without mentioning last years regulation or fee changes during the special session)
There's an interesting Schrödinger-esque situation here with how law enforcement is apparently good enough to take down so many grows that anything less of constant praise is considered a cardinal sin, but still bad enough they need even MORE money and MORE laws passed against an 'other' because it's still not "enough" ... Yet they do not mention other industries that use undocumented workers historically and currently including construction, meat processing (Smithfield + Seaboard foods I see you!), other types of agricultural work (NLRA of 1935 has entered the chat), and more... Seems like addressing labor reforms would be the way to go rather than piecemeal attacking of people, but seems disdain of the worker has bipartisan support historically in OK.
Anyway, while I'm here, please see the very lengthy thread of links and resources about fentanyl and fentanyl not being in weed. --

• https://www.reddit.com/OKCannaNews/comments/xpsdtz/its_that_time_of_year_this_year_fentanyl_is_again/

This bill is a very good example of cannabis being used as a wedge for other issues.
Ainslinger used it this way, Nixon used it this way...and so on.
Thanks for reading this, it just hit my inbox this morning.

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This is a list of pit bull attacks and fatalities documented by the media and on social media for the month of March 2024. This list will be edited throughout the month and after as new incidents are reported.
Due to the high volume of attacks and Reddit's character limit, social media attacks will now be documented separately in a comment below but will still be included in the overall monthly totals.

CHILD FATALITIES:	5
ADULT FATALITIES:	2
ANIMAL FATALITIES:	58
TOTAL FATALITIES:	65
TOTAL ATTACKS LOGGED:	236

March 01

• CHILD FATALITY - Santiago del Estero, Argentina: 1 y/o girl killed by family dog.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Porto União, Brazil: Loose pit bull killed another dog.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - League City, TX: Pomeranian killed at boarding facility.
• Comodoro Rivadavia, Argentina: 33 y/o woman attacked by group of pit bulls - Article Link
• New Delhi, India: 7 y/o girl playing outside attacked - Article Link
• Gadsden, TN: 14 y/o girl attacked, breed confirmed by PD - Article Link

March 02

• Aberdeen, Scotland: Pit bull attacked by 2 other pit bulls - Article Link
• Tournai, Belgium: 5 y/o girl mauled by her aunt's dog - Article Link
• Lanciano, Italy: Border Collie attacked - Article Link
• Itajaí, Brazil: Man attacked - Article Link

March 03

• Guariba, Brazil: Man and woman attacked by their dog - Article Link
• Sint-Truiden, Belgium: Woman attacked - Article Link

March 04

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Mar de Espanha, Brazil: 2 dogs attacked.
• Jundiai, Brazil: One person and dog injured - Article Link
• Monte Alegre, Brazil: Policeman and his dog attacked - Article Link
• L'Aquila, Italy: 59 y/o man and his hunting dog attacked - Article Link
• Sopron, Hungary: 4 y/o girl and her grandmother attacked - Article Link
• Toledo, OH: Amazon driver bitten by 2 pit bulls (news footage confirms breed) - Article Link

March 05

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Mayfield Heights, OH: Woman's dog killed after neighbor's pit bull dug under fence.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Franca, Brazil: Shih Tzu killed in its garage.
• Recife, Brazil: 67 y/o woman attacked by loose pit bull - Article Link
• Grugliasco, Italy: 45 y/o man attacked by his 5 pit bulls - Article Link
• Sukhoy Log, Russia: Man sicced his pit bull on Samoyed - Article Link
• Seaford, DE: Man attacked by 3 pit bull mixes, breed confirmed by FD - Article Link
• Boise, ID: Owners attacked by their dog - Article Link

March 06

• Guarulhos, Brazil (2): Woman and her pug both injured by 2 pit bulls. The same dogs attacked another woman and her dog - Article Link

March 07

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Blackpool, England: Cat killed by American Bulldog that was responsible for another attack on 2/12/24.
• Chicago, IL: 52 y/o woman waiting at a bus stop when mauled by 2 pit bulls (news footage confirms breed) - Article Link

March 08

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Dublin, Ireland: Small dog killed.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Schiedam, Netherlands: Cat killed.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Macapá, Brazil: Pinscher killed by 4 dogs.
• Abbeville, France: Labrador attacked - Article Link

March 09

• CHILD FATALITY - Woodbridge, NJ: Infant killed by family pit bull, mother seriously injured.
• Caarapó, Brazil: 13 y/o girl hospitalized w/ severe injuries - Article Link
• Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island: Woman and her Cockapoo attacked - Article Link

March 10

• Ashton-under-Lynne, England: Woman attacked (breed mentioned in video) - Article Link
• Doncaster, England: Man and his small dog attacked - Article Link
• Edmonton, KY: Woman airlifted to hospital after attack by neighbor's pit bull (breed confirmed by sister on social media) - Article Link

March 11

• Glasgow, Scotland: Labrador attacked by 2 pit bulls - Article Link
• São Francisco de Itabapoana, Brazil: 62 y/o woman severely injured - Article Link
• Guarapuava, Brazil (2): 2 pit bulls attacked a puppy. Later that day, the owner was attacked - Article Link
• Miami, FL: 35 y/o woman hospitalized after saving her Yorkie - Article Link

March 12

• Wichita, KS: 2 pit bulls attacked a neighbor's Yorkies - Article Link
• Oak Cliff, TX: Woman and ESA for her autistic son attacked - Article Link
• Medolago, Italy: 76 y/o man, 38 y/o woman, and their 2 dogs attacked by 2 pit bulls - Article Link

March 13

• CHILD FATALITY - East Hartford, CT: 1 y/o boy killed by family pit bull mix.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Hollywood, FL: Shih Tzu out for an evening walk w/ owner killed.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Cariacica, Brazil: Well-loved street dog killed.
• Pirassununga, Brazil: 36 y/o man and 62 y/o man attacked - Article Link
• Quatro Barras, Brazil: 2 people attacked - Article Link
• Manaus, Brazil: 4 y/o boy attacked - Article Link
• Buenos Aires, Argetina: 77 y/o woman attacked by 5 pit bulls - Article Link
• Ayrshire, Scotland: 3 children attacked - Article Link
• Neillsville, WI: Beagle attacked at animal shelter - Link

March 14

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Jesi, Italy: Chihuahua killed by pit bull mix.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Olgiate Molgora, Italy: Small dog killed.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Alta Floresta, Brazil: Dog killed.
• Campo Mourão, Brazil: Woman in her 70s attacked - Article Link
• Belém, Brazil: Dog attacked by loose pit bull - Article Link
• Liverpool, England: Rescue Husky attacked - Article Link
• Monona, WI: 2 police officers attacked by pit bulls (body cam footage confirms breed) - Article Link
• Baja California, Mexico: 62 y/o man attacked by 3 pit bulls - Article Link

March 15

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Rouen, France: Chihuahua killed.
• London Colney, England: Man on his scooter attacked - Article Link
• João Pinheiro, Brazil: Blind dog attacked - Article Link
• Laje, Brazil: 55 y/o man badly injured - Article Link

March 16

• Smithfield, RI: Couple and their dog attacked - Article Link

March 17

• ADULT FATALITY - Linhares, Brazil: Man killed by his pit bull.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Ventania, Brazil: 2 pit bulls killed a dog and injured a man.
• Ponta Grossa, Brazil: Cat attacked - Article Link
• Vancouver, British Columbia: German Shepherd attacked - Article Link
• Poole, England: Man bitten outside co-op - Article Link

March 18

• ADULT FATALITY - Boane, Mozambique: 38 y/o woman killed by 3 pit bulls.
• CHILD FATALITY - Capitão Poço, Brazil: 13 y/o boy fatally attacked, passed away 3/25/24.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Saudemont, France: Poodle killed by 2 pit bulls.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Rotherham, England: 3 pit bull type dogs attacked each other.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Glasgow, Scotland: Chihuahua killed by 2 pit bulls.
• São João Nepomuceno, Brazil: 15 y/o boy cycling home attacked - Article Link
• Campo Grande, Brazil: 56 y/o woman attacked - Article Link
• Matamoros, Mexico: 50 y/o man attacked in the neck - Article Link
• Norcross, GA: Small dog attacked, owner and his 16 y/o daughter injured - Article Link
• Quincy, IL: Man attacked by 3 pit bulls, breed confirmed by eye witness who called the police - Article Link
• London, England: 4 men attacked - Article Link
• Doncaster, England: 3 y/o boy attacked by family dog - Article Link
• Aniane, France: Pit bull attacked pit bull puppy - Article Link

March 19

• Jasper, TX: Postal worker life flighted to hospital after attack by 2 pit bulls- Article Link
• Columbia Township, MI: 3 people attacked - Article Link
• Garça, Brazil: Woman attacked when breaking up a fight between a pit bull and another dog - Article Link
• Caiapônia, Brazil: Child bitten - Article Link
• Júlio Mesquita, Brazil: Elderly woman attacked by her dog - Article Link
• Rome, Italy: Small mixed breed dog attacked - Article Link

March 20

• CHILD FATALITY - Teresina, Brazil: 8 y/o girl killed by family pit bull while asleep.
• Luz, Brazil: 4 y/o girl attacked - Article Link
• Lyons, France: Uber driver attacked - Article Link
• Greene County, MO: 8 y/o girl walking home attacked - Article Link

March 21

• Maringá, Brazil: Shih Tzu attacked - Article Link
• Old Whittington, England: Leashed dog attacked - Article Link

March 22

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Naples, Italy: Poodle killed.
• ANIMAL FATALITY - Bootle, England: Cavapoo killed at park.
• Texarkana, TX: Woman and police officer attacked by 2 pit bulls - Article Link
• Porto União, Brazil: Dog and owner attacked - Article Link

March 23

• Toronto, Ontario: Child mauled at playground - Article Link

March 24

• ANIMAL FATALITY - Marília, Brazil: 2 pit bulls attacked 60 y/o man and his Maltese.
• ANIMAL FATALITY (3) - Chico, CA: Group of pit bulls attacked several goats, killing at least 3.
• Leicester, England: Man injured and his dog attacked - Article Link
• Haridwar, India: Pit bull entered school and attacked a student - Article Link
• Campo Grande, Brazil: Dog attacked - Article Link
• Ipameri, Brazil: Pit bull broke into home and attacked another pit bull - Article Link

March 25

• Capua, Italy: Dog and owner - Article Link
• Uboldo, Italy: 31 y/o woman attacked - Article Link
• Casaluce, Italy: 50 y/o man attacked - Article Link
• Gallipoli, Italy: 5 y/o girl attacked while asleep - Article Link
• Catalão, Brazil: Pit bull invaded school and attacked 3 children - Article Link
• Campo Grande, Brazil: Pit bull invaded home and mauled a dog - Article Link
• Washington, D.C.: Woman and 2 children attacked - Article Link
• Socorro, NM: Owner suffered heart attack after she and her service dog were attacked - Article Link

March 26

• Boquim, Brazil: Labrador attacked - Article Link
• Victoria, British Columbia: German Shepherd attacked - Article Link

March 27

• Matão, Brazil: 35 y/o man attacked - Article Link
• São Carlos, Brazil: 51 y/o woman attacked - Article Link
• Omaha, NE: 3 pit bulls attacked each other - Article Link

March 28

• Chicago, IL: Dog attacked by 2 loose dogs - Article Link
• Campos dos Goytacazes, Brazil: 2 y/o boy attacked by family dog - Article Link
• Brant County, Ontario: Resident attacked - Article Link
• Nilothi, India: 13 y/o girl attacked - Article Link

March 29

• Belmonte Mezzagno, Italy: 70 y/o man attacked by his pit bull - Article Link
• Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: 9 y/o boy bitten - Article Link
• Rugeley, England: Woman attacked - Article Link

March 30

• Pasadena, TX: 8 day old baby LifeFlighted after attack by family dog (breed confirmed by family acquaintance on social media) - Article Link

March 31

• Wellfleet, MA: 2 y/o child flown to hospital after attack - Article Link

Unconfirmed Dates

• Winder, GA: 8 y/o boy attacked by grandma's pit bull - Article Link
• Mar del Plata, Argentina: 2 y/o boy seriously injured after attack by family pit bull mix - Article Link
• Cerveteri, Italy: Woman and her dog attacked - Article Link
• Casoria, Italy: Woman attacked after protecting her small dog - Article Link
• Kilrush, Ireland (3): 3 separate attacks where dogs were attacked by pit bulls - Article Link

Link: https://wcyb.com/news/offbeat/horses-escape-virginia-tech-pasture-to-wander-around-campus-at-night-police-campbell-smithfield-horse-centers-march-2024

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Just saw this news about Christian James Restaurant 's owner and workers being attacked by a homeless man with a knife. They lost around $5k in damages. Can we all go and support this restaurant? They are a small business.
Also, what is the city doing to assist people experiencing homelessness and mental health issues? I have seen many drug deals close to Smithfield. There is no way the city doesn't know this! I have seen needless in the T and on the floor Downtown. These people need assistance with mental health and substance abuse.
It is not acceptable, people have to be afraid for their lives because no one is addressing this issue.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RaiRSN6ZvuE

https://www.wavy.com/news/crime/liquor-larceny-suspects-arrested-in-smithfield/?utm_source=facebook.com&utm_campaign=socialflow&utm_medium=referral&fbclid=IwAR0FBUk6P6WmYormoH-h800Iq6DPgQRCYIsgMIcmhT8OqomBIYtQp5BvHUk_aem_AQ3t5qDztxs76VN4yv4aqRHTcTgHTc6ToVEaN4m2lAuiLgTv4Jey6YHAQ4M-S8Pz-9o

Update
This is one close to home for me. Here is a quick breakdown of the Murders from 1986-1989 in South East Virginia. A now-deceased man has been linked by DNA to 2 of the murders along with other cold cases they did not think were connected before.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colonial_Parkway_murders for a complete breakdown.
The Colonial Parkway murders were the murders of at least eight people along the Colonial Parkway in South-East Virginia between 1986 and 1989.[1] The Colonial Parkway is a 22-mile long thoroughfare that cuts through the Colonial National Historical Park and connects Jamestown, Williamsburg, and Yorktown. Long stretches of the road are devoid of streetlamps or road lights and are extremely isolated, making it a popular lovers' lane location frequented by many young adults.
In each incident, a young couple sitting in a vehicle was targeted and both were killed. Three pairs of victims were recovered, and another couple remains missing and presumed murdered. Several other additional homicides have also been tentatively linked to the four confirmed cases. The causes of death included strangulation, gunshot, and stabbings. There was no evidence of burglary or sexual assault in any of the cases. The killer drove his victims’ vehicles away from the murder sites. The linking of the four crimes is circumstantial, and no suspects have ever been publicly identified.
Here is the set of two people, who we now know were shot by Wilmer Sr. Using the words 'couple' for these two people is pretty gross since David was 20 and Robin 14, but here is the gist, I didn't write it so please don't take it up with me that this erased that David was a pedophile and Robin was a child. The erasure of Davids's pedophilia might have been a factor in this case remaining unsolved for so long.
David Knobling and Robin Edwards from the wiki article.
On September 23, 1987, Virginia salesman David Lee Knobling, 20, and eighth-grade Huntington Middle School student Robin Margaret Edwards, 14, were found shot to death around 100 feet away after being washed ashore with the tide in the Ragged Island Wildlife Refuge, on the south shore of the James River in Isle of Wight County, near Smithfield, Virginia. The two victims were last seen on September 19, 1987, after the young couple had met at an arcade and Robin had snuck out later that night to meet up with David. Both victims had been shot; Robin in the back of the head execution-style, and David twice, once in the head and once in the shoulder like he had been running from the killer. Both victims were partially clothed. Edwards was found with her jeans unfastened and her bra around her neck, but investigators were unsure if there had been sexual assault since despite Robin being underage and David having a pregnant girlfriend, it was presumed that Robin and David had a sexual relationship.
Knobling's black Ford Ranger pickup truck was discovered on Monday September 21, 1987, by a patrolling police officer at the refuge parking area next to the James River Bridge with the wipers, engine and radio still running and some articles of clothing inside near the Ragged Island Wildlife Management Area about two miles upriver from where their bodies would eventually be discovered. The officer found the black Ford Ranger with both doors open and the driver’s window partially rolled down which caused police to believe that the perpetrator had possibly been posing as or was some sort of uniformed officer. There were two pairs of underwear, shoes, and Knobling's wallet were found in the car, which ruled robbery out as a probable motive. Three days later, the two bodies were discovered by Knobling's father and a search party along the water's edge of the James River.
Authorities immediately linked the double-murder of Knobling and Edwards to the murders of Dowski and Thomas eleven months previously because although their deaths did not occur on the Colonial Parkway, both sets of victims were couples who had been killed at or around lovers' lane areas, and the two locations were only about a thirty minute drive apart.
UPDATE
https://www.wavy.com/news/crime/deceased-man-identified-as-suspect-in-decades-old-homicides/
SUFFOLK, Va. (WAVY) – A former Northern Neck resident has been identified in connection with two cold case homicides that occurred over 30 years ago.
The City of Hampton Division of Police, Virginia State Police Bureau of Criminal Investigation’s Chesapeake Field Office and FBI Norfolk Field Office held a press conference Monday afternoon to discuss the updates in the two cases.
Details from Monday’s news conference
The suspect’s name is Alan Wade Wilmer Sr. He died on Dec. 15, 2017 at the age of 63, at his home in Lancaster County.
Investigators, using forensic evidence, have declared Wilmer Sr. as the person responsible for a Sept. 1987 sexual assault and double homicide in Isle of Wight and a July 1989 sexual assault and homicide in Hampton.
If he were alive today, the Commonwealth’s Attorneys in Isle of Wight and Hampton say he would be charged with both crimes.
Both cold cases are now closed.
Colonial Parkway Murder
Wilmer Sr. has been tied to a series of double murders from the 1980s, known as the “Colonial Parkway Murders,” which WAVY has been following since they happened. Officials announced his DNA matched one of those cases, which dates back to Sept. 21, 1987. That’s when an Isle of Wight County sheriff’s deputy discovered 20-year-old David Lee Knobling’s truck on Ragged Island.
Two days later, two bodies were located along the shoreline, identified as Knobling and 14-year-old Robin Margaret Edwards.
They both had been shot in the back of the head and Edwards had been sexually assaulted.
The Isle of Wight County double homicide was one of four separate double homicides committed between 1986 through 1989. They became collectively known as the “Colonial Parkway Murders.”
Corinne Geller with Virginia State Police said, “Although the similarities in these series of double homicides that spanned a three year period cannot be ignored, at this time there is no forensic nor physical evidence to link the Isle of Wight County homicides to those other double murders.”
The other double murders include two in York County that occurred on the Colonial Parkway and one in New Kent County. These remain active investigations.
Hampton Cold Case
Alan Wade Wilmer, Sr. has also been connected to the July 1989 murder of 29-year-old Teresa Lynn Howell, known to her family as Teri.
Howell was last seen alive on July 1 around 2:30 a.m. outside the Zodiac Club on East Mercury Blvd. in Hampton, which no longer exists.
Just after 10 a.m. that same day, when construction crews arrived at a work site on Butler Farm Road, they spotted some women’s clothing. A short time later, a body was discovered in the wood line not far from the clothing. The remains were later identified as Howell. She had been sexually assaulted and died from strangulation.
This case has been actively investigated by the Hampton Police Division with assistance from Virginia State Police and the FBI, for the last 34 years.
According to state police, a DNA profile for Wilmer was only able to be legally obtained after his death. Wilmer had never been convicted of a felony. His profile was compared to DNA collected from the victims and positively linked to Knobling, Edwards and Howell’s homicides.
Until this match, the two cases were not suspected to be connected.
“I want to thank the Edwards, Knobling and Howell families for their patience and understanding over the years,” said Lt. Col. Tim Lyon, Director of the Virginia State Police Bureau of Criminal Investigation. “Only those who have suffered the loss of a child in this way can truly understand the depth of their sorrow; and the frustration over not knowing who was responsible for taking their loved one’s life in such a violent and cruel way. I do hope the identification of the killer brings some sense of closure and peace for them. Moving forward, we continue our work to ensure other families have their day, too, and a chance at closure and justice.”
FBI Tip Line
Law enforcement officials are now asking for the public’s help.
“We recognize relationships and loyalties change over time, as do people and their perspectives. There are occasions where people who may have had knowledge of an incident didn’t feel comfortable coming forward with that information in the past, but we want them to know it’s not too late for them to step forward,” said FBI Norfolk Special Agent in Charge Brian Dugan.
During the news conference, officials confirmed Wilmer drove a blue 1966 Dodge Fargo pickup truck during the late 1980s, with Virginia license plate: EM-RAW. He also had a white pickup truck, a van, and a silver 1989 Ford F-150.
They also mentioned Wilmer lived on a small commercial fishing boat, named the Denni Wade, around this time. He would dock along rivers and the Chesapeake Bay in Gloucester and Middlesex counties, and the Northern Neck.
If you have any information about Alan Wilmer Senior, please contact investigators by calling the FBI tip line: 1-800-CALL-FBI or submitting a tip online at tip.fbi.gov. Anyone with information can also reach out to the Virginia State Police by email at [questions@vsp.virginia.gov](mailto:questions@vsp.virginia.gov).
The Wilmer Family released the following statement:
“The news of Alan Wilmer, Sr.’s crimes has come as a complete and horrific shock to our family. We are learning about this news nearly the same time as everyone else. The man who committed these crimes was not someone we knew. The revelation of what he’s done has deeply impacted our family as we are forced to reconcile who we believed him to be with the unimaginable things he has done.
We deeply mourn with the victims’ families and the community and have them in our prayers. We can’t imagine what they’ve gone through for all these years. We are fully cooperating with law enforcement and are asking for privacy during this extremely difficult time.”

An article showing the trouble with gadgety "microtransit":

Launched with a price of just $1.50 per trip, the program has been a “big hit,” according to a laudatory NPR story from 2022. Compared to Wilson’s previous fixed-route bus service, ridership had surged 300% as of September.
But like other microtransit programs — which have mushroomed across small cities like Montpelier, Vermont and Smithfield, North Carolina as well as bigger ones like Seattle and Denver (where it typically augments traditional bus service) — Wilson’s van service relies upon massive subsidies: Government funding covers the bulk of an average journey’s $11 cost. And unlike fixed-route bus service, microtransit’s efficiency and service quality do not naturally improve as ridership grows. The more passengers it draws, the more costly it becomes.

https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2023-12-19/the-inflexible-problem-with-flexible-microtransit
Like with other shady gimmicks, the service works if it's subsidized and it only services a small number of people.
The real point of these services is to privatize and/or eliminate public transportation.

“These companies like Via and Uber [that offer shared trips] always end up saying, ‘Why don’t you go a block or two to this pickup point,’ moving them toward a corridor that can be reached with fewer turns,” said Eric Goldwyn, a clinical assistant professor in the transportation and land-use program at New York University. “They end up just reinventing the bus,” in part because a fixed-route service can often transport many more passengers in an hour, even in sprawled areas.

What’s it like living in and raising a young family in Smithfield, VA? Are there good public schools or gifted programs? Can you smell the packing plant during the year? Is the city water drinkable?
I currently live in Newport News with my wife and two young kids. Just looking for options to get out of the “city.” We’ve considered Yorktown and Poquoson too because of their public school reputation.