Needle parked

Herself found this item in the alley this morning. There, as they say, goes the neighborhood.

Who needs cable TV? Last night we had a live edition of “Cops” right across the alley from Chez Dog.

The Party Palace, like the Mos Eisley spaceport, has always been a wretched hive of scum and villainy. And as the man says, it’s the quiet ones you want to keep one eye on, because the most recent residents have been as quiet as they come.

Until last night. A few uniforms in patrol cars rolled up the alley with lights off and then, with a SWAT team, commenced inquiring about the whereabouts of one of the two-legged roaches infesting a one-room cottage on the property, a gent who happens to be the son of the woman who owns the towering pile of horror-movie house across the driveway.

Rarely have I seen so much weight brought to so little purpose. No doors were kicked in, no dogs of war let slip; neither were Tasers, .40 cals, tear-gas canisters nor any other weapons deployed. The firehouse down the street contributed a truck whose lights turned the property into a Hollywood soundstage, and a couple of minor characters were hustled off, stage right, but the target of the op’ remains at large, as far as I can tell.

And the young lady who chauffeurs him and his mates about seems to come and go without let or hindrance, though her car is showing signs of wear and tear. She’s popped round at least twice today, and one reliable source had her tottering down the street looking like she’d been shot at and missed, then shit at and hit.

Heroin, suggests another reliable source. Lovely. I might have learned something from having William Burroughs in the vicinity, but this lot looks less than literary to me.

7 Responses to “Cops!”

  1. Larry T. Says:

    Reminds me of our last time living in LA. One evening I saw a guy with a gun in the back alley and called the cops. They asked me to describe the guy and then replied “he’s one of us, stay inside your house.” I peeked out to see more cops around a home a few doors down where I’d suspected for awhile they were selling dope on a drive-up basis. They eventually closed ’em down. Nowadays here in Iowa the big deal is “gangland graffiti” which more often turns out to be some lovestruck latino kid spray-painting “Chuy loves Maria” on a wall. Tomorrow – off to Italia where we’ll be living on the island of Ortigia in Sicily, not far from a research center devoted to ending La Cosa Nostra.

  2. Boz Says:

    We live on the hillside just a few blocks up from the hood, but the “hoodline” keeps creeping up. There was a drug house about half a block over, until local law enforcement busted the place a the county took the house for unpaid taxes. We are luck in that the citizen patrol and the police keep an eye on the area to the extent that shady looking folks are “explained” the neighborhood rules. Nice!

    • John Says:

      Citizen patrols? Police keeping an eye out? Unexplained “shady” folks shown the proverbial door?

      Sounds like another neighborhood where POG won’t be welcome.

  3. john Says:

    For the subject at hand, even as brilliant a writer as Our Esteemed Host would have a hard time improving on this:,11028/

  4. BenS Says:

    Crime is not solved, it’s encouraged to move somewhere else. A judicious firebombing would be immoral and illegal.

    The legal approach takes time and effort. Beats living next to a house where the ‘troubles’ might spill over. Time to be buddies (as a local tax paying homeowner) with your local beat officers and such. Help them understand that they need to move you neighborhood problem higher up the todo list.

    Good luck.

  5. Libby Says:

    Yiy! All the more reason to keep all the ‘smalls’ on leash! I hope Yerself and Herself will not be be put at further risk. Hope they get the creep.

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