Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Knackers with Crackers


'Tis the season...and when I say "knackers" I don't mean travellers, I mean those little skanger bastards in tracksuits. (Awesome picture of Des from his new show Fitting In I'm going in November)

Coming up to Halloween the smugglers change their focus from drugs to fireworks and every alley is a big illegal sales bonanza (which doesn't change things much, it just adds to Dublin's junkies, hookers, and kids trying to hock stolen mobiles).

Now that doesn't bother me. I would have loved to have a chance to buy firecrackers when I was a kid. See we didn't do the whole drive to Florida thing so I didn't being back bricks of black cats and cherry bombs and M-80s. I had to rely on the black market which consisted of other kids back from holidays selling firecrackers at inflated prices. Now imagine if every alley had a kid who just came back from South Carolina. A little annoying kid's paradise.

And thats the problem. It's not like anyone's having a fireowrks display - kids are hanging aroung outside my office blowing shit up. Every few minutes "PZOOOO BANG"

I had to blow things up in the burbs in the forest. See in Canada we have police and kids are scared of police. In dublin the Garda are as much a joke for the tracksuit clad youth as mallcops are to kids in North America.

I don't have an answer, I just would like for the kids to do like I done - blow up the suburbs and bother someone else.

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