FIRE AT DRUG DEALERS HOUSE BREAKS COUNCILS BACK INTO ACTION & AT HUGE EXPENCE TO MANY. WELCOME TO THE WILD WEST END OF PAISLEY
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The Paisley west end has seen endless police cars and fire brigades this past year. All at huge expense to the tax pair in what‘s been a lengthy crime spree. The Paisley council can’t do anything unless dealers are caught in possession before being evicted. So this has made the place a hell hole for the rest of us with even though everyone knows what’s going on.
The other week one dealers bins where set on fire. Then an old mattress was torched in the back garden. Then the other night a second dealers, bins where also set on fire and now last night after 3 am. It’s said. A dealer was fired bombed in an attack which could easily have killed many innocent people.
All because of gang fights among dealers in council flats.
One male tenant who lived above the fire had to be carried out by fire men in the freezing cold, while suffering from smoke inhalation as four fire engines brought the fire under control.
The next day the addicts still gathered around the burnt out flat taking about the fire bombing. But since non of them live here, there word is here say. But what is true, this Paisley council are shit when it comes to housing addicts and dealers in the same street beside people trying to get on with there life’s.
Tenants have to clime over the junkies daily and fear they’ll return homes to find they’ve been broken into and since addicts don’t work. They move around freely to commit crime while people work in fear of coming home to crime.
Remember this council spent £18 million on refurbishing it’s offices. Millions have been spent on the town centre and another £12 million is set to refurbish the Library / Museum. But nothings been spent on the west end, where gutters are more like forests and that’s if there not falling down.
All we seem to get are an endless stream of addicts who loiter all day long seven days a week. And since loitering is no longer a crime, we the people, have all become prisoners in our own homes and now some of us are being burnt out as we wait for action to be taken against this menace.
Right now this country are fighting wars all over the place in the name of freedom, democracy and standing up to terrorism. Yet those of us in the Paisley west end are being terrorised every time we walk the street and all the money needed to solve our problems is being misdirected over seas when we need it most.
YOUR VOTE IS WORTH NOTHING WHEN YOU LIVE LIKE PRISONERS. YOUR FREEDOM DOES NOT LIE IN THE HANDS OF POLITICIANS WHO BAIL OUT THERE RICH BANKER FRIENDS. WE THE PEOPLE ARE THE POWER AND WE SHOULD SEND OUT A MESSAGE LOUD AND CLEAR BY NOT VOTING ON MASS FOR ANY OF THEM.
MAYBE THEN THEY’LL TAKE NOTICE OF US OTHER WISE WHAT’S THE POINT IN ANYTHING WHEN ALL YOU GET IS RETRACT AND SLOGANS.
TOUGH ON CRIME MY ARSE!
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 The Polis Bust The Wrong Flat.
On January 28th 2009 as I lay in agony, too soar to get up since for a long time now a trapped nerve in the top of my spine & neck has resulted in sleepless painful nights. So as I lay too soar to get up and too tied to be arsed moving. When at 10.25am two loud bangs rung out in the close I live in. A close to those of you who don’t know is just the entrance to a 4 story block and 2 flats per floor . Well I assumed the council had got it’s finger out and finally gotten round to fixing the endless neglected repairs to my close. After all a past blog I stuck up, where the roof gutters fell down and remained down for well over a year. But where finally replaced the other day but as for the gutters at the back of the building, which have been down for 22 months and still leaking straight into my neighbours flat. I though, “finally things are being fixed“ Well around 10.50am when I finally got up and headed for the shops and out into what was a nice sunny day. I soon ran into a police officer, taking notes out side my down stairs neighbours front door while a police woman’s voice sounded out over the radio, with intermittent beeps as my neighbours door lay wide open with a busted lock door frame. This was the same neighbour I blogged in the past, when I had a run in with her over her dog she’d let run around barking like a maddy and crapping all over the back garden. Till I lost the plot after months of torment and noise from the barking which woke up everyone as early as 7am, 7 days a week. So I lost it and shouted out of the window, “shut the fuck up“. But Hay! wouldn’t you. Anyway I was worried some junkie bastard had kicked in her door, thus the two loud bangs and was ready to tell the police what time I heard the banging. Worse still I thought she may have come to some harm. But stranger still when police officer Ian “I won’t tell you his second name”, told me. The police drug squad where told there was a dealer in the middle of the street by the hump in the road. But they got the wrong close so kicked in my middle aged neighbours ground floor flats door by mistake. Ian was called out to put in a report, have the door fixed and also had our forever kicked in front door entrance door fixed to keep the wasters out. It turns out, when the drug squad get information about a dealer, they keep a closed shop and not even other police units are informed about what’s going on. In Ian’s words, “The walls have ears” so the mistake was done since Ian, who knows all the dealers and addicts could not, like many of his collages, Tell the drugs unit the correct flat to hit. Ian also said, my streets is so bad, there’s always addicts coming and going, so just putting on a raid without being seen is difficult. If one addict sees the police coming, there cover is blown as the junkies call out POLICE, this gives the dealers time to ditch there drugs and the element of surprise is lost. As we talked about me telling my neighbour what happened to her door, we could clearly see junkies and taxi’s come and go. So Ian slide into the corner of the close to remain unseen as he watched where they where as the taxi‘s parked out side the dealers close. He knew the Taxi’s that frequent my street are nothing more than junkie carriages. I kid you not, drug addicts all have cell phones and a great deal of them run from close to close house to house and street to street looking for drugs while running around in in taxi’s. All the while the Taxi drivers know what there doing and don’t give a shit as long as they make money driving misery into innocent peoples streets like mine to buy class A drugs. Well later on Ian and one other police uniformed officer left the dealers close along with 7 other male and female plain clothed officers while junkies walked up and down the street, glancing into the close, spotting the police and walking on like there going somewhere else as those who knew the police where there, stood at both ends of the street, loitering as they waited for the police to leave, then it was business as usual. Ian also said, In the past the police dressed down and looked like shit as they went to dealers flats in order to buy drugs during a police sting. While using small cameras, they recorded the handing over of drugs and every dealer busted where jailed for 3 years and months. But the dealers in my street have evolve so each time the police come up with some new way to bust them under cover. The dealers change there habits. In the past they made up £5 bags of smack, but in a bust these wraps would easily be found. So now the dealers side with the smack, locked up in the toilet where they only make up bags when needed. So if they get busted, down the drain all the powder heroin goes. So now only those in the know get sold drugs and those with the right mobile phone number get the green light which means such sting operations are limited. So we the people have to further endure the misery we see and hear going on every day and night. Myself, I still have drug addicts shouting though my letter box, all because there to stoned and wander into the wrong close. I fear a break in or some junkie coming to my door, because the deal he just scored off sold him shit gear. So feeling ripped off he heads into the wrong close for revenge. Plus given the number of junkies with facial scars in my street this means any angry junkie coming to your door will probably have a knife. There was a blog i did last year as I lay watching some reality police program. When a drunk sounding cunt came kicking at my door saying, you know why I’m here? I had to call the cops just to get rid of him and to this day, I believe that was the start of all the drug problems in my street. What if I’d been asleep or out when he came kicking in my door resulting in me having to knife him to defend myself. All this misery because the council refuse too re house anti social junkies, so the rest of us are in the front line. Again, they will not stop and your only bet is work for kit programs and clean safe shit at that.
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tom.irvine@renfrewshire.gsx.gov.uk Feb 2nd 2009 email from tom.
Thank you for your email received on 19 January 2009 regarding the on going issues in the Clavering Street area which the Chief Executive has passed to me. I can confirm that our Anti-social Investigations Team (ASIST) have received no complaints from residents in the area, however during routine visits by our Housing Officers and Investigators from ASIST, areas of concern were noted and as a result , Crimestopper cards were delivered to all residents within the tenement properties. This step was taken in order to encourage residents to report any problems to Strathclyde Police. Our Officers also work closely with Strathclyde Police and any information they receive is passed on to the Police.
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