The Death Threats, an Overdose Followed and Death.
I am a father.
I have children.
I have a teenage daughter.
My duty is to protect my daughter and son.
Hence, when drugs are dealt, and, high people are out early
in the morning, I fear for the safety of my daughter. My first inclination is to protect.
Get the drugs off the street. Get the drugs away from Across the
Street.
So, the calls made, actions done, and in response, the
threat of death from the drug dealer.
But, what happens.
About three weeks ago, the drug dealer overdosed.
Overdosed in his own home.
A forty year old, plus.
Allergic to work except drug dealing.
It is reported. I
found him in his room. He stopped
breathing for three minutes. I used the
narc pen to revive him. I placed Ice on
his balls. He revived. He came back from his death. Death in his mom’s home.
Fire department first, EMS, Wendell PD. They all arrived. She came outside. She said, “I am okay”.
She was not the dead person, it was her son. “It is all a mistake”, she said. She did not want them to arrest her son. He could do no harm.
So too, World of Warships, Legends, the PS4 players, most
“high as a kite, at all hours of the morning.”
This morning no different.
I came back from driving my son to school; Played a game or two, and, there online
again, someone getting high early in the morning, for breakfast.
Addiction of all sort has taken over our society. That is why.
That is why they marvel “you are not taking any medication”. A pill for this, a blunt for that, and, of
course, snort everything. Everyone has a
bon. They all are using it while
playing.
The question is, why not let the police and EMS know what
happened when you call? It is not better
to have a living son in jail, versus a dead one in you home. That is my question. It is a question of how love is expressed.
Psychosis. We live in
a sick world. Addiction is
everywhere. Yards away you can find an
addiction service at Wendell Baptist Church.
Hum.
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