The highway patrol didn't answer calls. Security officials for the convention organizing committee decided they could not explain themselves without endangering the leaders of the republic. The large entourages of former mayor Marion S. Barry were a constant story, and her boss is eager to avoid that fate. Their advice, in this case, was two guards for the mayor, one for the mayor's wife, a security advance man and a driver. It's undeniable, in this extremely status-conscious environment, that when it comes to security, size matters.
Nothing says VIP like a motorcade with armored battlewagon.
ESI touts its own preferred martial arts techniques and will not grant a degree until a student spends 15 intense days in Aspen, Colo., learning to hunt bombs, identify stalkers, shoot and drive like a movie action hero. Wires in their ears. Wires snaking up their shirts and into their ears. Their eyes are darting. Police cars roll up.