The fireworks and noise are back

The fucktards in my neighborhood set off fireworks (or firecrackers couldn't see so I can't say for sure) last night while I was trying to relax after a day full of boom cars. I live around truly disgusting "people" and I'm still at a loss to know why my life is so stagnant that I can't get away from here. I mean I don't want to leave my childhood home but I feel that I have to because my life depends on it. These people are going to kill me one way or another. They'll either burn my house down in the middle of the night or they'll finally push me into having a stroke or heart attack. That shit really does affect me physically and it's not a matter of ignoring it. I CAN'T. No matter how hard I try to breathe deep or any of the other crap in those self-help books, nothing matters when these people strike. Everything I've ever read or thought goes right out the window. And again everything that is bothering me is completely illegal where I live.

I found out at the beginning of the year, the very beginning, that not only were the police ignoring me and acting like I'm the problem when I call them, but they were erasing any record that I had called. I had been in contact for about half the year with what they call a "community police officer". He's supposed to be in charge of community issues. So the last time I spoke to him, New Year's-ish, he went and looked up when I had called, because the female police officer I spoke to yelled at me for 15 minutes to half an hour. But when he went to look it up there was no record that I had called. And there had been no record of anyone from my house calling the last 5 or 6 times I had called about fireworks. Interesting, isn't it?

It's hell living like this when you just want to live in peace and no one gives a shit. They act like you're the problem because you expect a peaceful life. When I spoke to that bitch officer last year she basically told me that unless I told them exactly who the person was that was doing it, then they couldn't do anything. Basically it was all on me. They don't go looking to find out anything anymore. You have to do the police work and hand the criminals over to them in a nice neat package. And the example she used was that if I knew that someone was selling drugs on my corner the only way they could do anything about it was if I told them that person sold me drugs on that corner. Otherwise they can't do shit.

So as far as I can tell the police around me just collect dead bodies. They're glorified garbage men. They don't protect or serve anyone. This place gradually went downhill because they can't do anything. The reason they can't is because if they aren't absolutely certain that they can convict someone they don't bother. They don't want to police the streets, they just want to make convictions. They don't want to go over and tell someone to lower their noise. Where's the glory in that? They don't want to enforce the law. They want to put people in prison forever or nothing. They don't want to get involved unless it's going to go exactly 100% perfectly. So the people that bother me with their illegal activities have never even been spoken to. No one has ever gone up to them and told them that what they're doing isn't right. Police can't do that anymore? Oh no, in reality, it's just that they won't. And that is the real reason why I live like this.

fyi, if I lived near reasonable people I would have spoken to them myself. I don't. I've tried in the past and been retaliated against over a simple request to turn the music down. That's why I turned to the police in the first place.