Skip to content
The things I remember
The things I remember

A Quiet Riot With Words & Art

  • Home
  • Archive
  • The Rearrangement: a modern story
  • Bio
  • The Art Shop
0
The things I remember

A Quiet Riot With Words & Art

Low Life Protection

HonestInk,

Walking the dogs yesterday morning I passed a young woman and her baby setting off towards town. I turned around and said ‘I don’t know if you’ve seen the Facebook posts but..’ she said she had and was taking care. Here in Keighley we have Eastern Europeans targeting young women with pushchairs in attempts to take babies. Hasn’t that always been an Eastern European thing? Baby snatching or is it just people trafficking? It rings a bell somewhere. Anyway a guy got stabbed in the neck three times in one of our parks last week too and there’s also a creepy looking thing hanging around the primary schools but refusing when asked to move along. A couple of weeks back we had the guy pretending to be a copper and pulling up cars and various weirdo shit until he finally got arrested. Most of us knew about him on social media fairly quickly as has been the case with all these incidents. Thank fuck for that because we wouldn’t get to find out any other way.

Which begs the question: when are we going to be allowed to fight back? A start would be being able to defend ourselves. I am still fully aware that if we were allowed to carry a handgun in this country the XL Bully down at the cemetery that it’s braindead elderly owners couldn’t control would now be dead. A blessing to society indeed but what if I’d missed and got the old woman too? Probably still a blessing to society considering her stupidity but I’d be locked up now.

So perhaps it’s time for pepper spray to be made legal at the very least? Are the people committing crimes going to use it? Possibly. But surely it’s better they use that than a knife?

In the meantime the ordinary working person get’s on with their daily grind whilst the lowlife arms itself with whatever it likes and commits outrageous acts of violence. Where is the sense in this? What civilised society allows this to happen? To let the odds weigh in on the side of the psychopath, the miscreant, the fucking weirdo, the bully or the lazy arse?

Things need turning on their arse. That piece of shit, Clifford that got three life sentences today: give him the option of the magic death needle. Give all of them the option. Make big floating prisons out at sea, on old stinking landfills or islands at the back of beyond. Make the idea of prison a hell on earth not an opportunity to upgrade the skills of those intrinsically inclined to wrongdoing.

The young girl with the baby I spoke to yesterday should be legally allowed to carry some form of protection for her child and herself in a town where she is clearly at risk. Why are people so quiet? Why do we not all shout louder?

I will, will you?

Share this:

  • Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • More
  • Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest
  • Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp

Like this:

Like Loading...
Words

Post navigation

Previous post
Next post

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

  • Grateful things...
  • Accidently finding marshmallows in the cupboard when you're on a diet 👌
  • I miss the musky paper smell and feel of a real old book and the pristine pages of a new one but my eyes are grateful for the invention of the kindle.


Latest Art Prints

  • BLACK WING BLACK WING £25.00 – £60.00
  • NOIR NOIR £25.00 – £60.00

Share my blog


Recent Posts

  • The Power
  • The word police
  • Lextalionis
  • Martin
  • The Rearrangement: a modern story

Categories

  • Generative AI
  • Growing Old Wisely
  • I remember as a child
  • I remember as a teen
  • I remember in my 50's
  • I remember in my forties
  • I remember in my thirties
  • I remember in my twenties
  • I remember not so long ago
  • Killing Bill
  • Living well alone
  • misogyny
  • modern insanity
  • Music
  • My creative stuff
  • My Garden
  • Poems & Stuff
  • rubber dingy migrants
  • Sometime around now
  • The Rearrangement: a modern story
  • The world has gone mad
  • uk politics
  • Uncategorized
  • vote reform
  • wickedlolaart.com
  • Words
  • Writing
  • ZZZZZ Listers

Archives

  • June 2025
  • May 2025
  • April 2025
  • March 2025
  • January 2025
  • December 2024
  • November 2024
  • October 2024
  • September 2024
  • August 2024
  • July 2024
  • May 2024
  • April 2024
  • March 2024
  • February 2024
  • January 2024
  • December 2023
  • November 2023
  • October 2023
  • September 2023
  • August 2023
  • July 2023
  • June 2023
  • May 2023
  • April 2023
  • March 2023
  • July 2019
  • June 2019
  • May 2019

Recent Comments

  1. Anonymous on Spring this year…
  2. joan Fletcher on Up your bum
  3. bolloxtoem on Summer and no narcissists in sight…
  4. samsgnomes on Summer and no narcissists in sight…
  5. justmylife on Andorra

©2025 The things I remember | WordPress Theme by SuperbThemes
%d