Alice & G, cruising around the Gallivan Plaza.
Earlier in the week I had a very discouraging conversation with a Salt Lake City narcotics officer. As I've blogged about before, over the past few months there has been an alarming increase in the number of drug dealers on our street. Trying to be a good citizen, I started calling the drug enforcement hotline, leaving detailed messages about the who, what and where of the suspicious behavior that I'd witnessed and, after a few messages, I was hooked up with a narcotics officer! He gave me his cell phone number and asked me to text him license plate numbers and photos and times of day of anything I believed to be drug-related.
I felt like my sleuthing efforts were finally going to make a difference!
But after just four weeks of correspondence, and a huge uptick of drug activity on my street as the weather warmed, my narcotics officer left the division and I was back to square one: leaving voicemails on the drug enforcement hotline. Not to be discouraged, and because I am not about to let these assholes take over my neighborhood, I kept up my vigil of leaving detailed voicemails and also calling police dispatch whenever the drug activity seemed to be getting out-of-hand.
And then on Tuesday, another narcotics officer returned my calls.
Within the first thirty seconds of our conversation, I could tell this officer was only calling me back because something in his job description said that he had to. To summarize our conversation, he told me that the drug activity in my neighborhood has been there for over 30 years and, in fact, is now worse than he's ever seen in his 17 years of service, I am a moron to think it will change and I am an even bigger moron for choosing to live downtown (his exact words: My wife would love to live downtown but there is no way I'd ever move there) and that I'm basically going to have to deal with these low-life drug dealers because getting rid of one will only make room for another.
Here is what I have to say to you, Mr Narcotics Officer:
- First, if you've been in the narcotics division for 17 years and you still haven't made any progress in the drug activity in my neighborhood, maybe you shouldn't brag about the lack of ability your department seems to have in solving this problem. If I walked into a patient's room and said, Hi! I'm going to put an IV in your arm but don't worry. I've been a nurse for over 5 years and I very rarely ever actually get an IV in., I'd be out of a job before the end of my shift.
- Second, you work for me and the great city of Salt Lake. Do not tell me that I need to just deal with it and that it is my fault for choosing to live downtown. In fact, keep your opinions of where I chose to live to yourself.
- Third, you can't tell me that arresting street level drug dealers won't eventually make a difference in the long term or at least send a message to the higher-ups that your division won't tolerate dealers in our neighborhood. Sure, it may push the drug dealing to other parts of the city but, let me be honest... I am totally fine with that.
"[The bicycle patrol, undercover detectives and gang unit enforcement] will be assigned to that area and work exclusively there unless a major incident occurs somewhere else," Burbank said. "It is a presence that will exist 24 hours a day, seven days a week."
Thank you for believing in my neighborhood, Mr Chief of Police.
Happy Friday! What are your Memorial Day weekend plans?
Weekly workouts: My workouts took a hit this week because of a female issue. But I'll be back at it next week! Monday - Crossfit! Turkish get-ups (44lbs). WOD: Fight Gone Bad - 3 rounds of 1 min each movement for reps: Wall balls (20lbs!!!) + sumo dead lift high pulls (75lbs) + box jumps (20in) + push-press (75lbs) + row (calories) = 192 reps. Tuesday & Wednesday - Rest days! Thursday - Crossfit! Front rack lunges (20 reps @ 75 lbs). WOD: 5 RFT of - 250m row + 10 kettle bell swings (35lbs) + 5 burpees (1 min rest between rounds) = 13:02. Friday - Undetermined. Maybe a family run later?
It's splash park season! Gallivan Plaza, Downtown SLC.