Hello! Can those to whom this is relevant weigh in on the various ways they treat gambling devices that are forfeited under 18.18(a)?

Thanks!

With a bulldozer (unless TCEQ is monitoring this, in which case the answer is: through disposal means consistent with state and federal environmental statutes and regulations).

Thanks, Scott! No other takers on this one, huh?

I bet they make a fine fish tank.

Technically, we use a Bomag Padfoot Roller/Compactor.

As Scott pointed out, there are some environmental issues associated with disposing of 8 liners which have been "disassembled with extreme prejudice." Apparently, the lead in the cathode ray tubes is considered a hazardous material. After many fits and starts, our local municipal landfill agreed to take what is left of our forfeited 8 Liners after their structural integrity has been removed, provided we limit our disposals to a few cubic yards at a time, with no more than a few dozen machines in each load. If the dumpster is mostly broken chunks of particle board, glass and plastic, with a few pieces of broken CRT mixed in, there is not a problem. I wish I had specifics to give you, but it seems to be that we are fine as long as we don't bring them a roll-off dumpster containing nothing but smashed CRT's.

On a side note...our local TABC agents recently raided a convenience store that was selling beer and wine purchased from a store that closed after suffering a fire. (Apparently, that's against the law. Who knew?) The TABC agents went on TV, dumping the seized wine and beer on the ground. The TV crew also showed them smashing bottles of wine int he dumpster. At which point, agents of the TCEQ arrived on scene and cited the TABC for illegally disposing of hazardous material and polluting the groundwater.

The lesson here is that you should be careful about publicizing the destruction of 8 Liner machines, in case your methods run afoul of the local environmental police. Who have a job to do. That deserves our respect.

Reminds of an old Moonshiners v. Revenuers movie. The Federal Agent drives to the local Sheriff's house, and finds the Sheriff, and his deputies, sitting on the front porch, holding Mason jars filled with clear liquid. The Fed asks sarcastically:
"Pouring out contraband whiskey?
And the old Sheriff drawls:
"Yep. One sip at a time."