I am growing some ka-jan-gas today! Take the bull by the horns.
Honestly, if my child was being beat up, I'd hope some other grown-up would stop and say something to break it up! If my daughter was smoking a bong in a car at 2:30 p.m. in a gated subdivision's clubhouse parking lot, I'd hope someone would say something. Do that stuff on a dirt road in the swamp. Besides, what is a middle schooler going to do to me? They are little pre-pubic twits. I'd call the Sheriff so fast and have them into juvi-court and be at the judicial hearing like white on rice. Same with the pot smoking little tramps.
I have had to call the cops a few times in my neighborhood over older teenagers. Caught one drug deal go down in the parking lot, got the license plate numbers,, and a few days later the cops were busting an entire drug house on my block. I went to take out the garbage, and the cops said, "Go back in your home, we have your street on lockdown."
Then, months before my in-laws were visiting. The helicopter was going round and round and round at 5:00 in the morning. Seems 5 or so houses were broken into in the middle of the night. The gates were not working, and left open for several months. All the people who were buglarized left their doors unlocked. One woman awoke to the burgler with a gun to her head!
Really, I don't live in the hood. These are newer, larger homes in a resort are! But, many were foreclosed on and went to investors who filled them with whatever renters they can find. The renters are sometimes drug dealers. The officer told me that gated subdivisions attract drug dealers because they can do the deals in quiet seclusion of the clubhouse parking lot, buzz the person into the subdivision, meet at the parking lot, and never have the person come to the home (where the stash is).
The more pressure we put on these thugs, they pack up & leave lickety split. Our neighborhood is very active on getting bad people out. It's just that we are swatting at swams of bad kids these das!
Anyway, I'd really love to have some land and a log cabin in Wyoming. Say 20 acres, a barn, and a little job working in the local library with a small town nearby. Perhaps I'm imagining that Wyoming wouldn't have these problems. Perhaps I just feel like escaping today.
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