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Saturday night  

oneladybrijit 66F
298 posts
3/10/2012 4:53 am
Saturday night


. . . and it's Saturday night, and they're off and up to mischief!

.... and it's on for young and old

My new neighbours across the road, have a very young baby, only born in the last few months, and the young people just love getting up to mischief around here. The young people don't like the security lights, only they are needed to make it easy to come and go at night, nothing to do with the young people, only they do go off when the young people walk past. If they'd bother to think about it, they'd realise that the security lights only go off when they are half way across the front yard, as they are set to pick up only if someone comes closer to them, not actually for the footpath, only they will go off at the very middle of the path, as that's the furthest point of the coverage for coming and going.

Not everything is about them. However once again they have damaged "public property", as they stole a flasher from the flood gate, which is there to prevent cars hitting the gate when it is closed, and because the gate has had to be closed so much lately, council left the flashers up to save money. Only now that money has been wasted once again.

... and to what do we owe all of tonight's activity? There is a bachelor party elsewhere in town, and a few would be attending that, however others might not be able to go there, and the show is also on it seems, so after a day's activity, they need to find something to keep them going during the night as it's Saturday night again.

Hmmm. I worked out recently that around here, one trolley, that's a shopping trolley destroyed, will cost every person in this area 25 cents. That's a quarter of a dollar each, on top of profit, on top of taxes, and everything else we pay for all that we need to buy to survive.

Didn't these young people learn anything in school? When we went to school, we learnt that our financial system started with basic bartering, and those who were good at bartering, would achieve more assets than those who were not. However it was all about trading goods and services for other goods and services, so that everyone was working in sync in a society that depends on everyone pulling their weight. That hasn't really changed, as if some don't pull their weight, then the rest of society does feel the effects, only those who don't pull their weight will feel it even more, as they will not reap the benefits of productivity.

There will also always be some who need to be provided for by the rest of society, and depending on the "care factor", they may be looked after well, or could be made to suffer by the rest of society. The concept of caring for them is based on the idea that what if it was me? or my mother? etc.

So now it is Saturday night here, and the young people are acting at least their shoe size, if not much more, and damage has been done, and it's too late to undo that damage, only one and three am are yet to arrive, and if the degree of drunkenness is as high as it could be tonight, hmmm, as they wantonly destroy on their way home, without any consideration for anything along the way.

Isn't it just wonderful? The other week it was three signs, and to get the one out the front here, it took three council workers incredible effort to restore that one to where it had originally been. They did agree with me that it must have been about five that lifted it out in the first place. The funny thing is that there is a group of five that get around, very not sober.

Fun, fun, fun.

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