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Lived in one of Glasgows worst shitholes. Top half of stairs, where I was, 24/7 shooting gallery. Bottom half used as gang hut/toilet by local chavneds. Lots of breakins/muggings. CID appears at my house, asks me to sign a prepared statement saying that I'd seen my downstairs neighbour moving all his belongings into a van and driving away with them. Complete bollocks, which I told him and asked him what they were going to do about the breakins/violence/intimidation on the stairs. He told me "if you don't like it get a fucking job and buy a house."

Same house was torched twice in 13 days, trapped for over an hour first time, out during 2nd. While I was at the vets with my badly injured cat, the locals raided my house in shifts, everything down to teabags/shampoo/food/clothes/watertank. Building condemned and had to move in with parents. Cue phonecall from local cop, informing me that I'd performed the fires and breakin myself for insurance. Informed him I wasn't insured. He called back 5 minutes later and said I did it to get moved to a new house. I told him I'd already accepted a new house before the breakin and was waiting for the keys. He called back 5 minutes later to inform me that I'd done it myself because I'm an attention seeking troublemaker. Case closed, even though I could name at least six of the local scum I know for a fact were in my house.

As luck would have it I was only moved 1/4 mile from this shithole into a house facing same policestation. Cue five years of the same shit, windows bricked in, etc. When I chased them they would run into station, shouting 'we're only 15 and that big guy's going to hit us'. Ended up being cornered by a loudmouth wideboy cop and his silent female partner. He told me that if I didn't stop chasing the neds he was going to plant heroin and a knife on me and make sure I was remanded for it.

Local Labour councillor for this place was a complete crook who protected the drug dealers and switched off the dictaphone to threaten me when I tried to get help to be moved to another area.

Bottled by gang of 15 neds outside one of the houses. Police show up, see 15 drunk neds and me bleeding and went for the easy option and arrested me.

I know you can't tar all police with the same brush but after this I have absolutely no time for them whatsoever. This lot were a bunch of lazy, overpaid crooks.

ps, the response time from this station to make the 1/4 mile journey averaged 5 1/2 hours. This station had a dying shopping scheme from hell next door to it. Smack was sold openly outside this. The police station had CCTV pointing to one side of it to cover their cars, conspicously none on the other side which would have covered the dealers. But hey, crime in areas where people aren't loaded and have connections isn't actually crime, it's a social problem, apparently.
(albinomeatpod, Sat 24 Sep 2005, 3:09, Reply)