Okay, so
IC doesn't normally comment on issues outside of corruption. However, something HAS to be done about these clowns. Saturday LS took a 10 mile bike ride at around 9:00 in the morning to stake out our placement for the parade. I got to Washington Street by the government center when it began, an African American in his 30's on what was more than likely a stolen bike blocked my path on the sidewalk. "Hey man, brother to brother, pimp to pimp?" I said nothing, and rode around him. "Oh, it's like THAT then?" Sorry, have a nice day and good luck. I turned down by the cinema entrance to Circle Center, where, within two blocks, just about the SAME shit twice more. Finally I made it to monument circle and then over to Pennsylvania Street to take my place. After trying to keep down my hot dog after listening to the blatant rhetoric from the likes of Joan Carter,
Bling bling, and having watched Ballard throw in the towel, I decided to head back over to the U
Bon Pain and have a
sammich, and some tea.
4 times within 30 minutes I was approached looking for smokes, money, and leered at. Parked on the street were three LEO
IMPD officers, and one Cumberland cop. They had some good conversation, and I went over to let them know my thoughts. Apparently the ACLU has jumped in over the crack down and thrown a wrench into trying to clean this crap up, look, we are compassionate to a point and would help someone down on their luck, even give them the shirt off of my back if it would do some good. LS has volunteered at the homeless shelter more than once, and even on holidays. However, this is more of a sub culture than it is getting upset with the needy folks who have mental issues, or no hope for a meaningful job at their age.
No, what LS saw down on the circle was a group of young kids who looked highly strung out on drugs. About 10 of them took over the Chocolate Factories tables out front, then "no joke" proceeded to pass a joint around with the
LEO's not more than 10-15 feet from them watching the construction happening for the concert Thursday night. Having observed that, LS thought back to the days of our youth, then went in and got an ice cream cone to stay longer and watch the show. 10 minutes later, one of the young girls came over and told me that she was hungry. I just told her that I would not do her any good, and that drugs are bad for you. She flipped me off and went back over there with the rest who then leered at me. Hey, LS can take care of myself, and this and the construction interested me enough to sit there a while longer and at least eat our ice cream before riding home.
Well, 5 minutes or less later. Here comes another one. One this time, he tried to hand me a
flyer telling me god loves me, and if I came to church he would buy me a cup of coffee? I let him know that I was in fat not homeless, poor, or in need of finding my way and thanked him for leaving me alone. No sooner had he walked away, when another kid
came out of no where with his hand real high up in the air like I was supposed to "High Five" him? Now this kid looked like trouble, I gave him a stern look and said. "I do not know you, nor am I going to shake your hand. I am not going to give you anything, now leave while I enjoy my ice cream or I will paint your ass up and down the sidewalk!" He called me a
mf'er, and something else, then went over to the other kids.
What in the hell has our down town turned into? I went into the Chocolate Factory and complained, but it was nothing but kids in there. I went back over the now 6-7
LEO's standing there and just vented a little, then mentioned some of the blogs to them and rode off into the sunset.
I don't have a solution off the top of my head for the problem we're facing down there, but I can tell you this much. With the suits from the NFL in town this week, and Bart's desire to host a Super Bowl. That isn't going to happen if any of them happen to take a walk around what's supposed to be the center peace of our city, rather, like anyone with common sense, they will get the hell out of here as quickly as possible.