Q: A police-car parks in front of a drug-dealing neighbor's house...

One of our neighbors is known for being a vicious drug-dealer. The other day, while this guy was gone, a police-car parked in front of his house twice. The first time it was for around 3 minutes, before said police-car drove off like a bat out of hell. An hour and a half later, the police-car returned, parked in the exact same spot for 10 minutes, and then slowly drove off. The police-car never returned. (Note: The officer didn't get out of his patrol car either time. He just sat there.)

Should I be excited about this? Half of the neighborhood would love to see this guy hauled away, but why would a cop just blatantly park in front of his house, even if the scumbag wasn't home?Aren't the authorities supposed to be covert in their measures?

Does he grab his 45 force you to buy more "weed? coke?"


Yo mo-fo, you going to buy a half or else

But I only needed a quarter?

I told you- buy a half or I'll pop your happy ass...

Yes sir :P

Now why was the police-car parked there?

This particular cop has it out for your psychotic drug dealer. He is acting on his own time, between calls. Most probably looking for "customer" cars, and other evidence to get this guy and his associates. I know what it is like to have this sort of element in the neighborhood, good luck and I know, you know, to stay as invisible as possible.

And "vicious drug dealer" is definitely going to derail this thread. Just sayin.

Psychosis is well documented in methamphetamine users, it can be a progressive and very scary drug-induced mental illness. I know the OP doesn't state what the guy is dealing.

Some drug dealers are relatively harmless; some are really scary.

This guy is among the latter.

It is a good way to scare away customers.

FBI & DEA came out...about 15 to 20 cars lined the street. They set up a tent in the driveway with two tables and laptops to lofg the evidence. People were wandering around in haz mat suits. Lots of photos taken. The neighbors packed the shipments in every kind of inconspicuous box you can imagine. This went on for about a week and a half. The woman who owned the house wasn't living in it at the time. Her son was running the meth lab. She must have lied in one way or another because the feds didn't sieze the property.

So maybe the cops are sizing up your neighbor for a similar take-down.

Although the occupants weren't necessarily vicious, the all-night comings and goings, as well as the occasional wee-hours dust-ups were very annoying. We neighbors got together and decided that we were going to form a united front. We began systematically calling the cops whenever the traffic got heavy. It took a few months, but eventually the police either got tired of hearing from us, or got enough evidence. The house was eventually used for a fire department training exercise and razed. A rather nice duplex now occupies the corner.

Now, as for the folks down the block and their noisy biker customers . . .

And before the inevitable begins, may I remind folks that doing illegal drugs is . . . well, illegal. And even in a felony flats neighborhood like mine, we deserve to live in peace and quiet, and not have to put up with the all-night parties, the arguments and fights in the street, and the spectacle being visited on the neighborhood kids. When meth is legalized, and everyone involved in its manufacture, distribution and use are following well-established public health guidelines, then go for it. In the meantime, the smell, the people involved, and the imminent violence are not things I wish to put up with on a sunny summer's afternoon or in the dead of night when I'm trying to sleep.