A friend sent a mysterious text Sunday with a tic tok video attached, Beware! I don't do tic tok so I called him Monday morning and asked him what was up and if there was anything in particular that I should be concerned with.
He said not to worry, he just wanted me to know that a noted Fallbrook street person (rhymes with Meth) was seen fishing mail out of the mail slot at the Mission Theater with another urchin.
He followed them behind another business and watched them sort through it. He called the cops, told them that he had video and they did nothing, Went into an alley and laughed. No arrest, no nothing.
I thought mail theft was a federal offense?
Not in Fallbrook, apparently, where the cops don't like to make waves. Unless they are prosecuting my wife for defending herself against a crazed Maga-ite who punched her in the face. Because "it is her word against yours and we are going to side with the conservative." That one cost us some money. Good thing a scared witness who saw the whole thing finally stepped forward.
Anyhow I don't usually bother talking to the deputies about the homeless who seem to run roughshod on Main St. The ones who crap near my back door and who I continuously have to pick up after. I filled a garbage bag yesterday. I have seen them charging their phones in one of my utility outlets that is practically on the roof.
Not sure why they are my responsibility to clean up after but at least they have mostly stopped screaming foul epithets at customers and shopkeepers and scratching their names on my window.
My friend told me that one of these losers had a gun and tried to carjack him a few months ago. But law enforcement won't do anything. Pretty useless.
What a shame.
I used to have a lot more sympathy for the downtrodden but I have used up my quota. All they seem to do is take. And the rest of us are on our own.
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