Conversing with Junkies

there but the grace of God go i

and all that

There's one particular zombie who specialises in hassling people at the bus stop, always with some sob story about needing 20c for the bus. Nearly fell for it the first time, was going to give him his 20c, took out a handful of change and the tit tried to grab for it 'you have €2 there gimme that' after that I told him to piss off. Have had the same spiel off the same lad countless times since on O'Connell St, and around Connolly Station. The funniest is when he goes through his whole story, you tell him no, he gives the same to about five more people and in under two minutes he comes back to where he started and gives it to you again. Twat has the memory of a goldfish.

Dean0088 wrote: »

He started talking to me so I turned off my music.

That's where you went wrong.

Junkies. Fucking junkies.

I remember many years ago getting the bus into town from Ballyfermot. I used to go to college there - Senior College Ballyfermot - a great place, many fond memories.

I got onto the 78A - single decker - and made my way to the first available seat which, unfortunately, was towards the back of the bus. It was a beautiful warm sunny day and I was looking forward to getting into town, having a few beers with friends.

I sat down, and tried to ignore the hive behind me. I could hear some noises - the assaultive, acerbic tones of the skanger Dublin accent. And then click - a lighter. I presumed that they were either going to smoke a cigarette or a joint. They regularly burn their hash on buses with zero regard for their fellow passengers. However, the smell was far more noxious, dirty, it was heroin. I turned around and there were two of them smoking this crap from a piece of tinfoil. On a bus. On a bus in broad daylight. On a bus with children present. No shame. No sense of self-respect or respect for others.

I told the driver. He did nothing. He could have used his radio to call the police but chose not to. (I couldn't call them as it was a long time ago - no mobile phone then.)

I have to say that I find the tolerance for these people absolutely staggering. They pretty much are zombies except that they don't want brains, they want heroin, and we aren't legally allowed to kill them.

I now have two items on my agenda for power. One - an end to casual Friday. Two - new categorization of junkies as zombies - and the legalized killing thereof.

Dangerous Man wrote: »

I told the driver. He did nothing. He could have used his radio to call the police but chose not to. (I couldn't call them as it was a long time ago - no mobile phone then.)

The driver knows. He knows he has to drive the bus every day. He knows the junkie will probably be out in a few days, and that he'd have to watch his back. He fears that they'll jab him with a needle, so he just stays quite.

the_syco wrote: »

The driver knows. He knows he has to drive the bus every day. He knows the junkie will probably be out in a few days, and that he'd have to watch his back. He fears that they'll jab him with a needle, so he just stays quite.

You're probably right but I think he could have discreetly called the cops on his radio, and have them waiting at some bus stop for them. The thing is, if this doesn't happen - they get away with it time and again; that's part of the reason we have these 'people' wandering around the streets hassling everybody. They can get away with it.

Here's another example. I was waiting for a friend at Central Bank about three years ago. While waiting I saw a junkie go up to people and hassle them for money. It wasn't the typical cap-in-hand, feel sorry for me approach but rather a more agressive, in-your-face tactic. He was going up to people, standing right on top of them and pretty much demanding money. When he came to me I just said 'no.' He eyeballed me, I eyeballed him back, and he went up to someone else.

I called the police and explained what was happening. Two Guards arrived after about a minute and went straight to him; his behaviour was an obvious signpost. They told him about the complaint and then ordered him to 'move on.' This he did and the two guardians of the peace had a quick look about, with their hands cheerily tucked inside their vests, then went on their way.

He came back after five minutes and continued to bother people. He should have been arrested. But he wasn't and was free to go about hassling more people. Why? Because nobody, including the police want to do anything about it.