Drednik wrote:I live behind a crack house/drug lab. What should I do to stay alive? Any hints or tips?
maybe call the police? just a thought.
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Btw, Drednik...you've just proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that you're not "compass" posting under another name. He would be full of celebratory proclamations if he found out he was living adjacent to a crack house.
And if you can't get your local constabulary to address the issue, you can always look at it this way; if you ever need to borrow some baking soda or a large cast-iron skillet, you'll know right where to go. However, for some reason most crack dealers are loathe to lend out their cocaine.
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TheBigCasino wrote:and for the record, once I tell you how wrong you are, I'll tell you how to do it the right way.
Like to it anonymously? Actually I called the cops on a house I knew was dealing coke and they didn't do anything. They said they would have to put it under surveillance but they didn't have the manpower or something. I don't get it I had a guy who was inside the house tell me he saw them dealing so isn't that probable cause?
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TheBigCasino wrote:and for the record, once I tell you how wrong you are, I'll tell you how to do it the right way.
Like to it anonymously? Actually I called the cops on a house I knew was dealing coke and they didn't do anything. They said they would have to put it under surveillance but they didn't have the manpower or something. I don't get it I had a guy who was inside the house tell me he saw them dealing so isn't that probable cause?
No, we'd have to actually see it. The manpower issue is a bitch. I work statewide and have 7 cases out of central Phoenix, we came within a hairs breadth of having to close all seven because the department did not want to pay for our travel expenses. Honestly, I think the only reason our week long long travel budget was approved was because a few of the cases involve homicides, and the media backlash would have showed the department in a bad light ( not because we actually want to arrest bad people, we are afraid of the media ).
In terms of Dummy's crack house problem, call anonymously and call repeatedly. I guarantee you that complaint will end up on somebody's desk. People think you call once and that's it. Wrong. Call and call and call again. Ask for supervisors, make a stink. Someone, somewhere, will move on it.
call anonymously and call repeatedly. I guarantee you that complaint will end up on somebody's desk. People think you call once and that's it. Wrong. Call and call and call again. Ask for supervisors, make a stink. Someone, somewhere, will move on it.
The squeaky wheel usually does get the grease.
"Man i once bought $101 worth of insect candy because it was free shipping on orders over 100 bucks." -- ThirstyDrunk
"I wanted a shark high on crack dumped into a piranha tank! I wanted college AD's to pull their human faces off, then dive at each other's lizard throats!" -- waahoohah
I live a Neighbor HOOD like this. Here, the Police have a policy. You can call 911 to turn in a drug dealer and request that the Police do not come to your house so they won't know who fingered them.
You just have to trust the Police, which is something I have a very hard time with. So, I leave them alone and they leave me alone. I figure they'll die very soon anyway, so it's a win win situation.
I lived behind a gangster house... until they moved out in July. I don't know who lives there now. One guy's name is Jesus, and they have lots of red and silver vehicles. Oh, and they do not have a pet rabbit. That's all I know about them.
Just know if you live behind a crackhouse, if your car breaks down, you will have a group of people working on it day and night... they won't fix it, but they will work on it.
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