MENTALLY ILL CRIME ISN’T JUST CONFINED TO BIG CITIES:
And You Don’t Need To Show Compassion For Mentally Sick Violent People.
You Don’t Have to be in Los Angeles, San Francisco, Portland, Seattle, New York City, Toronto – Etc . . . to Become a Victim of Violent Crime for any Reason, Simply because a Villain Wants to Steal What you Have, or because you’re the Wrong Skin Color (White), or Asian in Places like New York City, Or You’re Wearing A Yarmulke.
Because Of LEFTIST Politics Throughout North America, Especially since the China Virus, which Stripped the Soul of Humanity from so Much of the Population, there is Virtually Nowhere, Where One Can Feel Immune From The Horrors Of Violent Crime.
Even in Small Towns & Far-Out Places, Personal Security is Being Ravaged by People who are Violent Because they are Mentally Ill, And Should Have No Place Within Civilized Society.
I’M GOING TO BE CRITICIZED FOR MY NEXT SENTENCE . . . SO BE-IT.
I Don’t Believe There Is Any Fixing Crazy Amongst Mentally Deranged People Who Have Violent Natures. But What I Do Know, is What I See & Read About Crazy People Pushing Others in Front of Oncoming Subway Cars, Stabbing, Punching, Kicking & Inevitably Murdering Innocent Victims.
But Not All The Violent Pricks Are Crazy – Many Of Them Are Just Evil.
THE GOVERNMENT WANTS A COMPLIANT DRUGGED-OUT SOCIETY:
Why Else Would Governments Legalize A Product That Causes A Stupor In The Brains Of Its Users . . . Other than to Make the Users Compliant through Apathy Caused by the Drugs? And to Create Yet Another Method of Taxation, In This Case Built Upon Addiction.
I Believe The Scourge Of Drugs . . . INCLUDING . . . So-Called Soft Legal Drugs like Marijuana are a Blight on our Entire Society, that will Sooner Rather than Later Lead Humanity to Perdition. How Can we Live in a Drugged-Out Society & Hope to be as Safe and as Good as we Can be.
Would We Accept Living in a Society Where People were High on Booze All the Time? . . . Because I Don’t See The Difference Between Being Drunk Or Stoned. I Smoked Grass Twice in my Life, and I was Drunk Several Times in my Life . . . So I Know From What I Write.
I Don’t Want Me & Mine To Be Victims To Anyone For Any Reason.
I Know that there is No Shortage of Bleeding-Heart Liberals who are Going to Cringe with these Following Words . . . Criminals who Kill should be Executed. Criminals who Deal in Human Trafficking, Kidnapping & Rape should be Executed. And people who Deal in the Hard “Illegal” Drug “Industry” Should Also Be Executed.
RUDY GIULIANI HAD IT 100% RIGHT WITH HIS BROKEN WINDOWS POLICY:
No One Should Ever Feel Unsafe Anywhere In Our Societies.
Criminals Who Steal, Loot, Crap or Pee on the Streets, Commit Arson, Riot, Cheat at Elections, Threaten Public Figures & Harm Police, Fire or EMT Officers . . . Should Pay a Severe Penalty Over a Period of Time Behind Bars.
If We Don’t Have Enough Prisons . . . Build More.
THE FOLLOWING IS A PHOTO OF ME & TAVOR TAKEN A WEEK AGO:
Last Week (September 28, 2022), Anne, Tavor & I were Returning Home Through the Back Roads of a Very Rural Quebec Community Called Rigaud, which is a Picturesque Town . . . Kiddy-Corner to Rigaud Mountain, which Boasts a Ski Hill about an Hour Northwest of Montreal.
September 28th Is The Anniversary Of My Mother’s Death, which is Also in the Midst of Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year) & Yom Kippur (Jewish Day Of Atonement), which Made this a Somewhat Somber-Day for Me.
So I Was Already In A Remorseful Mood . . . With Little Patience For Bullshit.
On Our Way Home From The Montreal Cemetery Where My Parents Are Buried, we Made the Decision to Take the More Leisurely Drive through the Countryside, where we also Decided to Stop & Buy Something for Tavor at a Pet Shop in a Small Strip Mall, where we Could Also get Some European Breads from a Montreal Bakery-Supplied Grocery Store.
And as We Pulled-Up to the Pet Shop at the Far End of this Relatively Small Strip Mall with the Grocery Store at the Other End . . . Anne Got Out of the F-250, as I Decided to Wait in the Pickup with Tavor Until Anne Finished Buying What She Wanted . . . A Particularly Scary Lunatic Aged About 50 . . . Started Screaming like a Banshee as Anne Got out of the Pickup.
Anne Took One Look At This Madman & Decided She’ll Shop For Tavor Somewhere Else. So Anne Got Right Back Into the Pickup & told Me to Drive to the Other End of the Strip Mall where She’ll Buy the Breads.
In The Meantime, While Anne was in the Grocery Store Shopping for the Breads, I was Stewing Over the Threatening Lunatic who was Scaring the Crap-Out of all the Customers Near where he was, to the Point when Anne Got Back into the Pickup with Her Breads . . . I Said – “Let’s Go Back To The Pet Shop & Buy The Product You Wanted” . . . Which Anne Didn’t Think Was Such A Good Idea.
MY RESPONSE TO ANNE WAS THIS . . .
“I’ll Be Damned If I’m Going To Let Some Lunatic Intimidate Me” . . . “Especially After Visiting the Gravesite of My Parents, Knowing How Short & Ephemeral Life Really is”.
“Besides – Isn’t This The Reason We Bought A Working-Line German Shepherd Dog?”
I HAVE NO SYMPATHY FOR CRAZY PEOPLE WHO ARE A THREAT TO SOCIETY:
I Drove Back To The Pet Shop. Stopped the Pickup, Got Out with Tavor, Walked Towards the Lunatic who was Screaming Even More-So at Me . . . Until He Had One Look at Tavor, Whose Teeth Were Bared With Curled Lips.
Because I Was So Pissed . . . My Prayer for this Crazy Prick was for Him to Stand his Ground . . . Instead, the Lunatic Turned Away & Started Yelling at Other People.
Anne Went Into The Pet Store . . . Did What She Wanted To Do, left & Walked with Tavor & Me to a Patch of Grass where We Gave Tavor the Opportunity to Relieve Himself. A Few Minutes Later Two Police Squad Cars Arrived to Deal with the Madman.
The Above Photo Of Me & Tavor In This Editorial Was Taken Minutes After The Altercation.
THE MORAL . . . WALK AWAY IF YOU CAN – ARM YOURSELF IF YOU CAN’T:
Tavor Proved His True Mettle . . . Which Gave Us More Confidence as we Will Continue to Travel the Length & Breadth of North America . . . And because we’re Canadians we Can’t Carry Guns . . . But We Can Certainly Pack Our Tavor & Whatever-Else I’m Willing To Carry.
I HAVE TO END WITH THIS SIMPLE QUESTION . . .
Would You Want To Mess With This Dog If You 100% Didn’t Have-To?
Best Regards . . . Howard Galganov