Would you feel safe from gangland after giving garda info?

gurramok

Reward offered for information on Dublin gang murders http://www.breakingnews.ie/2005/12/14/story234948.html

Hypothetical question, assuming you had vital info on gangland crime..
would you feel safe if you gave info(as reward) to garda on gangland murders?

Just wondering if people would have fear as they prob have to be in a witness protection programme in order to feel safe!
I wouldnt, i'd be on a hit list if i gave info!

EDIT- Poll up!

drdre

i would give info to the guards only if i knew about it, BUT only if i got a large reward.:D

gurramok

How large is large?..would a million euros do or would it have to be a few million?
Would you still live in Ireland or request a new life in Barbados, Dubai etc?

Tha Gopher

Id only rat if the witness protection offered me 50K a year for life and a life in the sun. But even at that, where would you safely go? You witness a gangland murder. You rat. Your sent to Spain. If they send you to Spain, your probably as likely to get gunned down by some disgruntled Irishmen than if you decided to stay in North Dublin. AFAIK most witnesses are relocated to North England, Scotland and Australia. All you need is for the lads to be over in Glasgow/Liverpool/Manc for a match and spot you, and your cover is blown. Australia? Some young lad from your old area sees you out there while hes doing the construction thing, comes home, sells your location for a few grand and your gone. Its not worth the risk imo

And besides, I aint no fcukin rat

It would also depend on the circumstances of the shooting. Some young lad moving huge amounts of coke is gunned down, Im saying nothing. If that same dealers car is sprayed and his young daughter/son/niece-nephew is wounded or even killed, I think thats a different matter. But let them sort their own war I say. They knew the risks when they got into it

Ive often thought though, there are right now a handful of young men in a few areas of West Dublin who are wearing bulletproof vests, sleeping in a different house every night, basically theyre always on guard, terrified of the inevitable, that the friends of the guy they killed sometime over the last few months are waiting. Waiting for the ERU patrols to run out of budget and be cut back. Waiting until the Garda chopper stops constantly flying over their area. It must be amazing for these guys to live with the knowledge that in the next 6 months they are going to take bullets. If theyre lucky they will survive, but each morning they wake up they know that its one less day before they receive a blast in the chest/head. Back when things were good they probably got a kick from the whole thing. Driving around Blanch in their beamer 5s, blasting out rap songs all about cocaine dealing, paranoia, shooting drug rivals. They were living the stories told in albums like Nas Illmatic and Biggies Ready to Die. Living the Tony Soprano life- mountains of cash, money hungry birds galore, having people fear them.

Those good old days must seem far back now, struggling with coke addiction, deaths of lifelong friends and the realisation that they will probably join their mates before 2006 ends.

Steve_o

Depends who i was giving info about!!! But generally i would foe a few bob of course!!:)

Executive Steve

Tha Gopher wrote:

Ive often thought though, there are right now a handful of young men in a few areas of West Dublin who are wearing bulletproof vests, sleeping in a different house every night, basically theyre always on guard, terrified of the inevitable, that the friends of the guy they killed sometime over the last few months are waiting. Waiting for the ERU patrols to run out of budget and be cut back. Waiting until the Garda chopper stops constantly flying over their area. It must be amazing for these guys to live with the knowledge that in the next 6 months they are going to take bullets. If theyre lucky they will survive, but each morning they wake up they know that its one less day before they receive a blast in the chest/head. Back when things were good they probably got a kick from the whole thing. Driving around Blanch in their beamer 5s, blasting out rap songs all about cocaine dealing, paranoia, shooting drug rivals. They were living the stories told in albums like Nas Illmatic and Biggies Ready to Die. Living the Tony Soprano life- mountains of cash, money hungry birds galore, having people fear them.

Those good old days must seem far back now, struggling with coke addiction, deaths of lifelong friends and the realisation that they will probably join their mates before 2006 ends.

"Cocaine, it's a hell of a drug!"