Yes, the drugs is leading to so much crazy. People seeking to work within the bounds of an orderly society, including police and government, have not found any viral solutions. Direct action is hard work, time consuming, sometimes unsuccessful, and expensive.

Your friends are very brave for taking the matter into your own hands. I have no respect for selfishness, especially at the expense of other lives.

Almost had a dangerous encounter last night. A guy was walking in the middle of the road down near the library flagging cars, and blocking them to ask for help. I thought he might need medical help from a violent situation, and I was a fool for attempting to stop and be a good Samaritan.

His sweatshirt sleeves were dangling off his hands, and he was walking slowly and off balance, and he was in tears crying. Only rolling down my window enough to hear him, he was begging me for something. I thought he said "I need a call", and told him I would not let him use my phone. Then he clarified, "Don't you have any opiods?"

Why do I fall for these traps? I am lucky he didn't have a weapon or hit my car. I should have seen the signs. This neighborhood is so far gone, their politicians might as well run the slogan "Need dope? Get woke." Anyway, I told the dude I don't have drugs, not even a cigarette. With that word, I watched his heart crack, and I drove off. I saw no signs of any police patrol cars on the rest of the way home. Very unusual considering how close the presinct is to the library.

Today I am thankful that I am alive. None of my family or I had any interest in messing around with drugs all my life. This ghost was a reminder to me that my ancestors may have struggled with alcohol abuse and drugs, but the demons are still out there waiting to grab us in our first moment of weakness. Sometimes that is all it takes to fall into a life stuck in a perpetual, personal prison.