So that You Know...

I've still been recouperating, avoiding the cold, and otherwise having to put up with the rolling racket outside while the Farmers Branch Police refuse to do much of anything resembling WORK.

The worst event was on December 21, 2013 at around 9:30 p.m.  Someone, I'm guessing in my building, had hired one of those limousine buses, aka party van.  Well, the bass started thumping just as I got off the phone with the police, and I did hear someone talking in that area.  After they left, the last few days, the Upstairs Stomper is acting all butt-hurt, making lots and lots of noise.  The noises the Upstairs Stomper has been making have been disturbing my kitten, so they're not imaginary folks.

I want to know why the crap we're forced to pay property taxes for "services" that aren't performed uniformly.  Sure, fine.  Protect the area businesses.  Big whoop when you've got boom, boom, scream, party, boom, boom, boom and people almost being run over by idiots.  How do you think the big cheese at DoubleTree is going to feel if the cops aren't around when he's almost flattened by some drunken party idiot from Ghettoville?

I'd think taking proactive action at the problem areas would be more effective than just patrolling the businesses to keep them "safe".  And when I say "problem areas," I'm referring to Courtyards at Valley View and London Square Apartments.

The parking lot partying is on the rise, Farmers  Branch.  Quit dropping the ball on this.

December 16, 2013 -- Today's Noise Report

At 9:16 a.m. and 10:59 a.m., two different vehicles were playing their stereos too loud as they rolled through the parking lot.  We're talking of a volume level that would make the glass panes in the windows vibrate.  And FBPD, whose officers claim they handle violations like that are nowhere to be found.  Again.

Around 11:45 a.m., two men were having a loud altercation over $10 being owed.

My Current Absence

Well, if it wasn't ice, snow and frozen yuck that I didn't want to walk through, it was another sinus infection and some kind of lingering nastiness that makes me cough uncontrollably.

Given those circumstances, I think it's understandable why I felt reporting the continued outdoor noise levels was less important.  When I mention the outdoor noise levels, I'm referring to the people playing their stereos too loud while in the parking lot.  It's on the rise--as many as half a dozen incidents a day.  Very ghetto.

And if the cops really were patrolling, they ought to start ticketing some of the party animals outside.  It's not like they can't fall back to their "but I didn't see/hear anything" excuse when it's going on out in the freaking PARKING LOT, so FBPD must not be patrolling.

December 3, 2013 -- Rolling Racket Continues

Another incident occurred at 9:37 p.m.  Again, it was a loud vehicle stereo thump, thump, booming away.

The cops do nothing, and I suspect they never will.  They've got the taxpayer by the neck, bleeding them dry of money, and not providing that "serve and protect" the cops are SUPPOSED to do.  Nope.  No one is safe in Farmers Branch, TX.

Welcome to the newest ghetto in the Dallas/Ft. Worth region.

December 3, 2013 -- More Parking Lot Loud Music

At 10:49 a.m., I heard someone play their stereo in their vehicle much too loud.  It has to be loud to be heard through a flipping brick wall.  Where's FBPD?  Off playing in the donut shop?  It's not like they uphold the law around Farmers Branch, TX.  I think it's an established fact, given how they've mishandled things at London Square Apartments for MONTHS now.

December 3, 2013 -- Upstairs Stomper Rudeness

At 7:45 a.m. and 8:50 a.m., the Upstairs Stomper thumped and banged right above my bed, waking me.  It's still freaking rude and unnecessary.

Just Raining HIts Today

It now stands at 205.  Quite a few from overseas.

Huh. The Hits Come In

Nearly 150 hits today, after having several days of not posting.  Not bad.  That's a pretty good spike, all things considered.

So that's 150 others checking out the blog and seeing what a sorry joke we have for "police enforcement" in Farmers Branch, TX.  They can see the cops have "tools" that they don't even want the people using.  They can see the cops discriminate and violate rights.  They play favorites and punish the mentally disabled for hearing and sensing vibrations that are very, very real.

Would a band of outlaws be less hostile than FBPD?  I wonder.

My Most Recent Absence

Sinus infection.  Fever.  And right at this moment, coughing like I'm trying to hack up a hairball.  But I'm healthy enough to get out.

At least I'm not getting out to get away from my tormentors that FBPD thought were imaginary.  They moved and took their wall-shaking thumps, bangs, bumps, and drumming with them.  I'm having a cynical laugh at FBPDs' blazing foolishness by pissing away easy money like that for MONTHS.  Nope.  It's much easier for incompetent and unprofessional government twits like them to discriminate and violate American rights.

The fact the Banging Brood has moved doesn't mean I'll stop the blog.  The police still fail to do anything about the loud stereos wandering through the parking lot.  And there was a cop one time that SWORE to me that they do something about loud music.  Bull.  They can witness loud car stereos just as easily as anyone else at London Square Apartments.  But the cops won't do squat, which is what I've come to expect from them--a total waste of taxpayer money.

You'd think that a place that's reported to have the random carjacker would have increased patrols.  Oh well.

December 2, 2013 -- The Last Laugh is Mine, FBPD

It's official.  The Banging Brood has left.  And with them the thunderous racket they tortured me with since July 2, 2013.

That doesn't excuse FBPD for their lack of action though.  Not after blaming my mental illness as the sole cause for the noises they  CLAIM could not be corroborated.  You know, it helps if you actually talk to people that you didn't see just come home.  It also helps if you have chronic liars evaluated by experts instead of putting all the blame on me.  Idiots.  They're fools for not writing citations or doing to the Banging Brood what they did to me--haul them away for a psychiatric evaluation and some "cool down time" for seven days.

Aside from some thumps coming from upstairs and from the Pantry Punishers, it's been blissfully quiet.  I've been able to ENJOY movies again (at a volume not exceeding 20 out of 100) without those little monsters pounding the wall.

Farmers Branch, TX is run by fools.

I haven't seen patrols in the area for WEEKS.  And the people with loud stereos keep rolling through, normally occurring four times a day, every day.  Car alarms blare.  And the cops are anywhere other than the problem area that they all know about, but dutifully allow to turn ghetto.

Enjoy the decline in property values, folks.  And enjoy the rise in crime that YOU will have to fight, because the cops can't be counted on for jack squat.

November 20 - November 25, 2013 -- Reason for my Absense

First, I don't have an Internet connection at home, so I have to go utilize free wifi.

Second, it's been icky outside, especially the last several days.

Hmm...  Not crazy enough to get out in inclement weather if it's not absolutely necessary...  Maybe FBPD ought to cut the bullshit and take care of the REAL PROBLEM: the Banging Brood and "Mommy".

Everyone I freaking talk to understands that vibrations PROVE that the noises I've been hearing are REAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  But not FBPD.  That police department is a pit of morons at best.  Normal people, mental health professionals, even the disability aid people I spoke with UNDERSTOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!  Nurses, doctors, whatever--THEY. ALL. CAN'T. BELIEVE. THE. COPS. WON'T. DO. ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

November 23 and 24, 2013--Useless "Public Service" by FBPD

Over the weekend, the Banging Brood was outdoing itself.  And the cops outdid their FAIL.

During the week last week, I'd gotten my hands on a text number you can contact with crime tips.  Two of the three times I used it, they texted me back, telling me to CALL.  Well, one of those times required me NOT TO CALL, because in order to get the Banging Brood CAUGHT, I needed to TEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Remember officers, those are "paper-thin walls".  The brat beasts can HEAR. ME. ON. THE. PHONE.

The fucking dispatcher couldn't fucking "get it" when I included in the text: I have to text this in, or they'll hear me.

There you have it, Farmers Branch PD has a text number you're supposed to use to send in crime tips anonymously, and they don't want you  to fucking USE IT!  Nowhere on the paper does it say the tip line is for emergency issues or whatever.

I'd say a goddamn HATE CRIME should count for the tip line.

It' has to be a hate crime at this point.  The harassment has been ongoing since July 2, 2013, and November 23, 2013, the Banging Brood sounded like they were body-slamming the shared wall between bedrooms.  They did so SIX GODDAMN TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I was talking to some people for help with my disability claim.  I told them what I'd dealt with regarding the Banging Brood and the FBPD.  They were SHOCKED the cops have been limp-wrist worthless and agree that there must be some kind of discrimination going on.

How do you like that, Mr. Pills?  FBPD getting its incompetence, unprofessionalism, discrimination, and violation of rights being spread here in the Dallas area.  How's that going to look on the tax rolls, when no one else WANTS to get a house in Farmers Branch, TX?  Frankly, I think anyone crazy enough to stay at the DoubleTree WILLINGLY for a VISIT is more insane than I.  I'm not saying the DoubleTree is bad, just that the area itself is bad.

I wonder when local TV networks plan to aim their unblinking lenses at the "city" of Farmers Branch, and FBPD?  Are you squirming yet, Mr. Pills (cop) and Mr. Greer (city manager)?

November 19, 2013 -- Where the Squad Car Parks

At 4:30 p.m., I saw the FBPD squad car parked outside the corner Wal-mart today.

But here's an interesting note.  The cop that parks there does so where you and I are NOT allowed to park.  It's not an emergency if you leave the car parked for hours on end, is it?  And cops have to obey the traffic/parking laws themselves if it's not an emergency.

Why do we have flagrant law-breakers like FBPD supposedly enforcing the laws for the rest of Farmers Branch, TX?  It seems like a waste of taxpayer funds to me.  Shouldn't we have cops that are more willing to obey the laws when they're supposed to do so?

Oh.  Wait.  They discriminate against and violate the rights of childless-by-abstinence women that are crazy and have cats.  They'll permit hate crimes to be perpetrated on such a woman described.  Of COURSE Farmers Branch PD is going to break other laws!

Nothing but crooks in uniform.  Sad that homeowners pay such monsters to protect them.

November 19, 2013 -- Granite Tower Cart Parking

Well, really the Wal-mart cart was located on the corner where Valley View and Alpha Link meet.  I saw the cart sitting there at 3:43 p.m.  The loser police didn't catch it.  They must be patrolling around the donut shop today or something.

November 19, 2013 -- More Banging Brood Nonsense

9:30 a.m., and the Banging Brood (skipping school yet again) drums on the shared wall again.  At 9:45 a.m., I called the apartment complex office and reported them.  The funny thing though is that the Banging Brood kept hammering on the wall when I was on the phone with the office.

It got quiet again maybe 10 minutes later.

Do you know why I say "Mommy" like this?  Because she's not a real mother.  I've seen real mothers.  They're with their children and when their kids act up (like screaming at another child they know from school when they're in touch distance), the parent(s) lecture the offender.  That's what real parents do, they don't let their kids act like uncontrollable monsters.  A "Mommy" like the Banging Brood's mother should lose her kids, since she WON'T care for them properly.

November 18, 2013 -- More Loud Stereo Action

At 1:59 p.m., someone rolled slowly through the parking lot with their stereo blaring.  Gee, and I thought the cops dealt with loud music.  Bull.

November 18, 2013 -- Banging Brood Skips School Again

At 10:31 a.m., the Banging Brood was thumping on the shared wall repeatedly.

Later this morning, they were playing the TV really loud, up until about noon, when I went to see the apartment manager.  She says they should be getting busy packing.  ...  Someone needs to get it through to "Mommy" then, because she's put up a Christmas decoration in the window, which says to me she doesn't grasp that she's out on her tailbone with all five kids.

November 18, 2013 -- Bouncing the Basketball

I ordinarily wouldn't care if a young adult or teen was dribbling a basketball outside, but this was at 6:54 a.m. this morning.

So You're Thinking of Coming to Farmers Branch, TX?

Seriously, don't even bother.

I've lived here since 2007, and in recent years, it's turned into a human dumpsite.  The cops are fond of discriminating against a mentally-disabled woman (myself), all because she feels she MUST defend herself.  And why is that?  Because of ongoing problems I've been having with the Banging Brood (the neighbors' kids next door that hammer, bang, thump, and drum on the shared walls between our apartments), and the cops' desire to protect those KIDS.

The cops knowingly allow those children to commit hate crimes.  Their mother allows it.  The city condones it, because they won't do anything either.

I've seen used condoms left in public places, people using controlled substances OUTSIDE, prostitution, and mainly smaller crimes.  But they're crimes nonetheless.

The cops, the city, the complex, the owner of the complex, CPS--they all freaking KNOW that the problems I've had with the Banging Brood have been going on since July 2, 2013.  The only ones trying to do something is the complex itself, though it's really freaking slow.  Everyone else just as well not even exist, that's how useless and incompetent they all are.

If anyone should be investigated for "terrorism," go after the brat pack.  Hold the mother responsible, since she's SUPPOSED to be in charge of those five kids.  Go after them for hate crimes.  Stop PRETENDING it's just "in my head" when it's been ON MY FUCKING GODDAMN WALL FOR FOUR FUCKING DAMN MONTHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Or just sit back and ignore it while Farmers Branch, TX becomes the pinnacle achievement of ghetto-dom.  Oh, and watch Wal-mart take their building plans elsewhere.  In fact, watch this so-called city become the pit no one wants to visit, live in, or heaven forbid, open a business in.

Hah! Farmers Branch, TX Supports HATE CRIMES!

I did some Googling and found this small sampling of sites:

http://www.fifedirect.org.uk/topics/index.cfm?fuseaction=service.display&p2sid=8ACF80D5-4E6B-4924-9266-0564612C6B3D
http://www.sussex.police.uk/help-centre/ask-us/anti-social-behaviour/my-neighbours-are-making-too-much-noise,-can-you-stop-them
http://www.birmingham.gov.uk/hatecrime
http://www.basildon.gov.uk/article/3665/Get-help-to-tackle-Anti-Social-Behaviour
http://www.hackneyhomes.org.uk/hcs-noise.htm

The topic was "can excessive noise be a hate crime?"  Well, it's considered anti-social behavior, and it can be a hate crime.  Not only that, but repeated neighbor problems such as what I've experienced are PUNISHED IN THE UK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm well aware I'm in Texas.  But we have anti-noise laws, state laws, and the cops are SUPPOSED to ENFORCE STATE LAW!  They once had an officer tell me so to my face!

Mr. Pills, you and Mr. Fooled go over there and bust those people in the offending apartment already.  You know who they are, and which apartment the Banging Brood live in. It's gone on long enough.  If you sit there doing nothing, as usual, then those kids are going to grow up and wind up in prison, all because you useless bunch of "law enforcers" support HATE CRIMES.

I do NOT approve of your wish to make me the victim for their hatred.  Punish them.  Do the right thing for once and make that badge mean something.

November 17, 2013 -- Banging Brood Outdoes Itself

At 10:32 a.m., 10:34 a.m., and 12:03 p.m., the Banging Brood deprive my kitten of sleep yet again with their hellish drumming on the shared wall.  Remember Mr. Fooled?  It's that shared wall THEY told you they hadn't been near all day.

Well as if that wasn't enough, I had to put up with 2.5 hours of loud TV.  I realized it was them around 10:14 a.m.

Again, here's the face of innocence, the one that definitely did NOTHING to deserve those brats' bad behavior:

So you have the Banging Brood hating not only on a mentally-disabled woman, but also this tiny life.  And the same goes for the Farmers Branch PD and the City itself, since the "government" has known about the problem for MONTHS (since July 2nd, 2013 is when it all started) and has done next to JACK SQUAT.  Doing something only TWO FUCKING TIMES doesn't count when I've had to call close to 24 times.

Corrupt cops and city officials?  You bet.  I mean, come on!  Probably 6 times, different cops told me to "move into a house" or they talked about how it was when they were in apartments and compared it to living in a house now.  So what do the cops and the city REALLY WANT?  They want everyone in HOUSES, paying PROPERTY TAXES for a useless police force and an equally useless city "government".

With the way Farmers Branch DOESN'T WORK, homeowners would do better enforcing the law themselves at this point.  The cops and "city" have proven, time and again, that they're a waste of money and really not necessary when you have to "do it yourself".

Don't you think it's time taxpayers quit wasting money, especially for hate-related problems that the cops and "city" refuse to punish?

(For the record, yes, hate is something that cuts both ways.  But I hate their NOISES.  Just the noises.  They hate ME, and they hate MY KITTEN.  But hey, as far as the "city" and cops are concerned, why give a damn?  It's just a crazy woman with her fur children; let her be tortured.  American rights don't apply to everyone, especially those that came from a long line of family that was BORN IN THE USA!  I remember learning the Bill of Rights.  Thre's NO EXEMPTION for the mentally-disabled that allows these jerks to DISCRIMINATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

November 17, 2013 -- How Very Ghetto

There were three separate instances of overly loud vehicle stereos rolling past my window today.

They happened at 1:51 p.m., 1:55 p.m., and 2:14 p.m.  And where are the cops to stop this clear violation of STATE ANTI-NOISE LAW?!?  Abso-freaking nowhere!  They're probably busy leaving squad cars empty at Wal-mart!  Taxpayers would be better off just having empty uniforms lying around in public; skip paying cops.

November 15, 2013 -- Loud Parking Lot Nonsense

At around 12:39 p.m., some people drove through the parking lot at London Square Apartments.  They "Woo hooed!" for some reason.  So I wonder if there are plans to have a noisy party that will involve the cops shutting it down tonight?  If FBPD were smart, they'd increase patrols tonight to prevent public disturbances of this nature, at least until midnight.

But this is Farmers Branch PD we're talking about.  "Smart" is not a term I'd use to describe the majority of the officers.

Hah!

I have to laugh bitterly.  Why?  Because today, there's been almost another 200 hits on the blog.

And they're from France, Malasia, Russia, South Korea, and other parts of the US.  I laugh because all of these viewers must think Farmers Branch, TX is full of uncivilized, knuckle-dragging Neanderthals in the government sector, with thugs, crooks, murderers, and other criminal types as the "normal" residents.

They must be thinking, "What a horrible place to do business, to live, to even visit!  You could get run over by some hooded gang banger headbanging along to his way-loud rap music.  Or worse.  Maybe New York City would be safer?"

If I owned a major company, I wouldn't open up a branch office here.  I'd avoid Farmers Branch, TX no matter how tempting they tried to make things.  What they've allowed to happen to my household is downright inhuman.  Beastly even.  I imagine I'd have a quieter place in Hell if I were dead.

November 13, 2013 -- Banging Brood Again

At 8:42 p.m., the Banging Brood decided to disturb us yet again with more wall-shaking action that Mr. Fooled swears is "just my imagination".

I called them at 9:15 p.m., when I'd decided to lie down and sleep.  And the Brood kept banging, and thumping, and generally being little terrors.

November 13, 2013 -- More Parking Lot Racket

At 4:19 p.m., I heard someone driving through London Square Apartments' parking lot with the stereo cranked up.  I swear the area is going ghetto.  We used to NEVER hear stereos cranked up when we moved in back in 2007.

November 13, 2013 -- Banging Brood Traumatizes my Kitten!

At 3:20 p.m., my kitten was dropping off for a snooze.  The hell-brats, the Banging Brood, decided to bang on the wall hard enough to make it shake from floor to ceiling.  You know what happens?  My kitten wakes up and looks at the wall that the fucking useless FBPD cops say isn't being banged on.

Now Mr. Pills and Mr. Fooled, if the noises are all "just in my head," how do FOUR, count them ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR mental health professionals agree the vibrations PROVE I'm hearing something real, and how does a kitten respond to a noise that isn't there?!?

But, you know, Farmers Branch, TX is notorious for discriminating.  They don't mind a mentally-disabled (crazy) woman being tortured and harassed for FOUR GODDAMN FUCKING MONTHS.  It's no surprise they favor animal cruelty too.  I swear, FBPD, Farmers Branch City Hall...  The people that work there are no different from the little monsters next door.  Same manner of heartless, soulless beasts--as long as the person they're favoring squeezed out five little tax breaks.

That's all those kids are to that so-called mother next door.  They're tax breaks.  Nothing more.

You know what happened to the little dog they had next door?  It had to be gotten rid of, because those monsters' idea of "walking" it consisted of shoving it outside and leaving it there for hours.  They didn't care about that little dog.  So what the HELL makes you think that "Mother" cares for her children?

Take a good, long look at the kitten they traumatized with their beating and banging yesterday:

Does this innocent fur baby deserve such mistreatment from hellish little monsters next door?

November 13, 2013 -- Another Shopping Cart

I saw another Wal-mart shopping cart sitting outside one of the stairwells at my building at London Square Apartments.  This was witnessed at 1:28 p.m.

November 13, 2013 -- Loud Music

At 1:26 p.m., when I was coming home, I experienced loud music in the parking lot of London Square Apartments.  You know, you may love your music, but others could well hate it.  Why not keep it to yourself?

November 13, 2013 -- Empty Squad Car

And at 12:25 p.m., our daily empty squad car was found sitting at Wal-mart, in its usual location.  Empty.  Makes you wonder if any crooks have ever felt bold enough to try breaking into one of those and stealing the equipment inside?

An Important Message

Just in case I don't blog about this or that complaint going on in Farmers Branch, TX, I'm preoccupied.  Someone left a tiny (3 weeks old, max) kitten on my doorstep on November 11, 2013, so I'll be busy caring for the wee one.

I've heard the Banging Brood and the Upstairs Stomper, I've acknowledged the fact that the Banging Brood beat on the wall repeatedly at 11:05 p.m. on November 11, 2013.  But with this literal fur baby meowing in my ear, I have a more important focus than unruly children or lead-footed upstairs neighbors.  That doesn't mean I don't hear them.  It means that I now have a tiny spark of life depending on me to help her survive.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to return and take care of the newest member of the household.

And by the way, the apartment manager knows about the situation.  I just need to find a loving home for the ex-roommate's cat and I'll be back to the pet limit.

November 12, 2013 -- A Cop and a Squad Car

At 2:17 p.m., I saw a cop leaving the building across the quad.  I don't know why he was there.  For all I know, he was walking around the buildings to make sure everything was kosher.

Then at 2:25 p.m., I saw the usual empty squad car sitting in its usual spot in the Wal-mart parking lot.

A Sincere Thank You...

...  to Farmers Branch PD and Farmers Branch City Hall for being such colossal failures.  Thanks to your inability to handle simple tasks, my irritation has led to promoting this blog to the extent that I got almost 200 pageviews today.

So thank you.  Thank you for letting Farmers Branch, TX become a ghetto.  Thank you for being such a monumental waste of taxpayer funds.  Thank you for the drive and determination to encourage other people, businesses, etc. from coming anywhere near Farmers Branch, TX.

If others value their lives and property they certainly will avoid Farmers Branch, TX like it has the plague.  I'm sure the other residents are grateful that your slack-jawed idiocity is scaring off multi-million dollar business developments, and with them, jobs from the area.

So again, thank you.

Edit: At this moment, the blog has broken the 200 pageview barrier.

November 10, 2013 -- Banging Brood is Relentless

At 7:09 p.m., the Banging Brood drummed on the shared wall--the shared bedroom wall that Mr. Fooled swore they said they were staying away from when he spoke with me yesterday.

Then at 7:11 p.m., the Banging Brood beat on the wall over 12 times.

But nooooo...  According to the uniformed rat pukes, crazy people with cats for "children" can't possibly be victims!  They can't possibly have rights to violate, because they don't have KIDS!  And they're insane, so who gives a crap if we grind them into the dirt, they don't have rights!  The Banging Brood is doing everything by the fucking goddamn book, because we don't tolerate crazy women that are childless through ABSTINENCE!

So basically every goddamn thing I was taught about right and wrong growing up is invalid, according to Farmers Branch, TX.

November 10, 2013 -- Another Cart Sits

At 6:46 p.m., I noticed a Wal-mart cart sitting by the building where I live at London Square Apartments.

If Wal-mart were smart, they'd change their plans to put in the Super Wal-mart and Sam's Club in this area, since FBPD and Farmers Branch City Hall want the city to turn into a lawless ghetto.  How many thefts will Wal-mart be forced to write off if they do make the costly mistake of developing the area?

It would Seem...

...  that Farmers Branch City Hall and FBPD would like me to increase my blog promotion efforts.  Why do I say that?  Because of FBPD sliding back into their habit of treating ME like I have the problem instead of taking CARE OF THE REAL PROBLEM: the banging brats next door!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So I'm doing just that.

Enjoy, Farmers Branch.

November 10, 2013 -- Speeding through Parking Lot

At 5:54 p.m., I saw a woman tearing through the parking lot really fast, avoiding the speed bumps.  What if a child had suddenly run out into the lot?

Also, she had her music cranked up too loud, and this has been an endemic problem that's been on the rise these past several days.  It's mainly been Spanish music.

Like the title of the blog says, Farmers Branch, TX is turning ghetto.  And FBPD looks the other way; they'd rather mooch off the taxpayers to get the taxpayers to buy all of them McMansions without having to "gasp" write a citation!

November 10, 2013 -- FBPD goes back to FAILING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You heard me!  Today they went back to their standard procedure: discriminate against the crazy childless-through-abstinence woman, because fuck all if the Banging Brood--all six of them, simply MUST BE TELLING THE TRUTH BECAUSE THERE'S SO DAMN MANY OF THEM and THERE'S ONLY ONE OF YOU BECAUSE THE FARMERS BRANCH POLICE DEPARTMENT IS SLACKING AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I specifically told the dispatcher that I wanted the officer to take care of the situation.  My request was disregarded.

What did he do?  He "went over there and they told him they haven't been near the bedroom wall all day".  So Mr. Fooled stopped by their place and listened to lies because it's six against one.  So let me get this straight, if I had six or seven kids living with me in a one bedroom and THEY all swore the Banging Brood had been banging, the cop would listen and write a citation?

Fuck all!  The goddamn cops should know the history, tell it to whichever cop responds, and just write citations.  And for FUCK SAKE, don't act like a goddamn shrink, Mr. Fooled!!!!!!!!!!!!!  You're a cop.  Do that job ONLY!

So Mr. Fooled, you are quite a match for Mr. Pills, you know that?  You want to know what's fucking WRONG WITH ME?!?  Listening to those hellish little monsters drum on my fucking goddamn bedroom wall all GODDAMN DAY LONG is what's FUCKING WRONG WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!  Having a fucking goddamn cop act like he knows how to analyze mental states is what's FUCKING WRONG WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Having FBPD go back to discrimination and violating my rights is what's FUCKING WRONG WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You sorry rat pukes in uniform want me to fucking move?!?  Then shell out enough money for me to buy a house in a decent neighborhood and help pay my expenses for the next three years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  If you're not going to make it happen, you'd better get out your Bibles and pray for a miracle to happen, because I don't see it fucking happening even if HELL FREEZES OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

November 8, 2013 -- Thumbs Up to FBPD

At 1:11, I witnessed a squad car pull over another vehicle.  Good job catching a traffic violation.  I mean that sincerely.

November 8, 2013 -- Banging Brood is still at it

It all began at 12:30 a.m., with the Banging Brood thumping repeatedly on the shared bedroom wall.  They woke me up from sleep.  But they eventually quit and let me sleep, so I didn't have to call the cops on them, thank goodness.

They started up again at 8:58 a.m.  They thumped on the shared wall.  I don't think today is a holiday for kids to be out, so they should have been picked up by the school bus.

At 9:43 a.m., the Banging Brood made three hard bangs against the bedroom wall.

I called the apartment manager and reported the noises at 9:49 a.m.  She sent the maintenance guy to speak to the neighbors in Spanish.

Then at 10:48, they made another four bangs.

At 11:23 a.m., they slammed their door three to four times.

I believe I went to the office and spoke with the manager directly.  She told me she's told them that they're to leave.  Period.  And that she would go over there again and tell them to pipe down.

At 11:30 a.m. (hey, it takes time to get ahold of the maintenance guy), the Banging Brood thumped on the shared wall five to six times.

So as you can see, they just don't give a flying hang. Now maybe they're getting all hardcore on the wall now while they can, but to me, that says that the one-year-old isn't involved.  Doors slamming would be done by someone older, maybe the eldest sibling?  I suppose the mother could be slamming doors.  She does have a temper on her.  I saw it during the first confrontation.

November 7, 2013 -- The Banging Brood Skips School and gets in Trouble

I had to call the apartment manager and let her know what was going on.  But here's the list of events leading up to the phone call.

At .  8:51 a.m., the Banging Brood banged on the shared wall.  They should have been at the bus stop at that time.

Then at 10:45 a.m., the Banging Brood made two to three bumps.

There were more thumps on the shared wall at 11:10 a.m.

Then at 11:34 a.m., the Banging Brood made another two to three bumps.

I called the apartment manager at 11:37 a.m. and asked her if the kids are healthy enough to make noise, shouldn't they be in school?  She said that all of the kids, except for the one-year-old, should be in school.  Well, I doubt it's the one-year-old making the racket; that child isn't old enough to know about seeking revenge.  So that leaves the other four--all of whom SHOULD have been in school.

At 11:34 a.m., there was another series of two to three bumps made on the shared wall, coming from the Banging Brood's apartment.

Then at 12:55 p.m., There was a hard slam, followed by five to six thumps.

At 1:24 p.m., there was a lot of sounds like maybe furniture was being rearranged, and then one last slam, probably of a door.

So I'm guessing someone got ticked off?

November 6, 2013 -- No Party, but...

... around 8:30 p.m., there was a man out there yelling at someone to "get away from that window!"  I heard a scuffle, someone landed on a vehicle outside, fled, and was being chased by a man yelling, "That's not his car!  That's not his car!"

Lively night.

November 4, 2013 to November 6, 2013 -- Three Days of Banging Brood

Sorry I haven't posted in the past few days.  It's been rainy, dreary, and just generally icky outside.  Too icky to warrant going to a wifi hotspot to blog about the trivial drivel from the neighbors' kids next door.

So let's go at it day by day.

On November 4, 2013, there were two hard thumps on the shared bedroom wall that were worthy of notice.  This was at 11:58 a.m.  Shouldn't the kids be in school?

Then on November 5, 2013, at 6:29 p.m., the Banging Brood made several hard thumps on the shared wall, after I had called London Square Apartments and left a complaint with the answering service around 5 p.m.

Finally, today (November 6, 2013), I noticed the banging begin at 12:29 p.m., still during normal school hours.  And the Banging Brood kept thumping, banging, etc. until I'd had enough and went to the office to complain.  I complained around 3:24 p.m., and the racket continued until about 5:30 p.m.  I guess the manager told them to knock it off.

We'll see if they remain quiet, or if I'll have to call the cops tonight.

I'm expecting a party tonight.  We had several questionable types show up and got rowdy in the parking lot around 5:30 today, when that, and the Banging Brood both got really darned quiet.

November 3, 2013 -- A Little Litter

At least the litter didn't involve beer cans or bottles.

Oh, and the noisy neighbors?  Though all three were making various bumps, bangs, stomps, etc., it wasn't worth writing down.  We'll see if the trend will hold for later tonight.

November 2, 2013 -- Where's the Leash?

At 1:05 p.m., I saw the teacup dog being allowed to wander around on the quad lawn without harness, collar, or leash.  Let's just hope one of those hawks in the area doesn't decide that dog will make a good dinner.  I've seen the hawks cart off starlings, and that dog isn't much bigger.

November 1, 2013 -- Banging Brood Hates on Wall Again

At 7:27 p.m., the Banging Brood hit the bedroom wall so hard that it shook from floor to ceiling.  They did it again at 7:57 p.m.

So much for them moving at the end of October.  Halloween is over, and they're still there.  So either they'll be taken to court, or I've been lied to and the complex means to do NOTHING about it.

Let's review.  There are six people living in that apartment at all times: mother and five kids.  One kid looks old enough to be considered an adult.  I've seen boyfriends and whom I believe is the "Daddy" also hanging around.  And there's the chance that NOTHING will be done about this potential fire safety problem?  The Banging Brood lives in an apartment exactly like mine, and with six people (or more) all trying to escape in the event of an emergency...  That's an awful thought.

November 1, 2013 -- Spoke too Soon, or Upstairs Stomper Plays Loud Music

I'd gotten home at 6:10 p.m., and just as I'd gotten settled in for the evening, at 6:16 p.m., the Upstairs Stomper cranks on the music.

Now I don't believe in coincidence, especially involving the neighbors.  That music was turned off when I got in.  It didn't get turned off until maybe 7:30 p.m. last night.

November 1, 2013 -- Quiet Day, So Far

It's been quite a quiet day so far today.  Other than the Upstairs Stomper's dog getting very excited (not really gripe-worthy), there's been nothing going on.  Well, they do have the Walk for the Cure going on at the college this weekend.  That's a good thing.

October 31, 2013 -- Increased Patrols

Today must be a really big deal for FBPD, because not only did I see a squad car going down Alpha Rd. at 1:51 p.m. today, but this morning, there were two squad cars pulled off into the parking area of London Square Apartments.

From at least 10:21 a.m. to 10:27 a.m., the two squad cars were pointed opposite directions in the parking lane.  They needed to have a conversation for some reason.

Now at 1:51 p.m., I noticed that Brookhaven was getting set up for some kind of big event.  They were putting up tents, and the October winds were laughing at their efforts.  So that's probably the reason the FBPD is patrolling more.

October 31, 2013 -- What School Allows Kids a Day Off on Halloween? Or the Banging Brood is at it Again.

At 9:03 a.m., the Banging Brood let me know they were awake with a hard thump on the bedroom wall.

Then at 12:33 p.m., the Banging Brood thumped twice.

So really, since when is Halloween now an official school holiday?  If the Banging Brood is a coven of witches, that would explain being off on a "sacred day" for them.

How would I know this?  I spend a lot of time with my nose inserted into books.  I read.  I absorb knowledge.  But my religious beliefs are a private matter, not to be shoved into everyone else's faces.

October 30, 2013 -- The Day Before Halloween, and the Banging Brood are Cranking Up

At 3:12 p.m., I experienced several hard bangs on the shared bedroom wall, the one shared with the Banging Brood.

Then at 3:47 p.m., the Banging Brood thump a couple of more times.

What, did someone come home ticked off?  Hey, I've been there.  But that wall didn't do anything to you kids.  Nor did your neighbor (me).  I was sitting quietly, petting my fuzzy cat, playing a silly game that keeps me calm to the point of boredom.

Oh well.  Given how early the events occurred, I got to talk to the apartment manager about it.

I can say this much, it sure didn't sound like "we're moving" noises.  And they're supposed to be out on Halloween.

October 29, 2013 -- Unsupervised Children

It was at 4:15 p.m., and I witnessed four boys playing on the quad lawn.  Now, I don't mind in the least that they were playing outside.  But they were doing so without adult supervision.

(Darn it!  I was so close to having nothing to report!)

October 27, 2013 -- Wal-mart Lost Another Cart

At 5:57 p.m., I was walking past the Granite Tower and I saw a Wal-mart cart in their parking lot.

You know, I've seen people take those when they have a friend with them, and they only enough groceries that the two of them could easily carry from the Wal-mart nearby.  But if it's that rough on dainty man-hands (yes, I'm seeing healthy young MEN do this cart theft for a few groceries), then I recommend using a backpack.  I like using mine for hauling a few groceries home; in fact, that's what I'd done earlier in the day to finally get the remaining ingredients for these recipes I'm dying to try.  I have to admit, if you have something like a gallon of milk (or oil), lugging it on your back in a backpack makes a lot of sense.

October 27, 2013 -- Upstairs Stomper got Stopped

At 5:59 p.m., when I'd returned home, I noticed that the music was still going on upstairs.  I finally got fed up with it at 6:17 p.m., and made a call to the police.  I told the dispatcher that the Upstairs Stomper had been playing that music since 12:20 p.m., and that when the cops warn the tenants in that apartment, the Upstairs Stomper always moves their equipment to another part of the apartment.  But they refuse to shut it off when they move it.

Well, I don't know the exact time when they shut it off.  I was busy doing the dishes and trying to make dinner.  But I know that at 6:44 p.m., the electronic noise was definitely off.

Though that didn't deter the Upstairs Stomper from stomping back and forth at 6:48 p.m. in retaliation.

My thanks goes out to Farmers Branch Police Department for handling the situation, and being successful with the first try.

October 27, 2013 -- Leash Law Violation X 2

At 3:57 p.m., I saw two dog owners violate the leash law.  One was a woman with a teacup breed.

The other was another woman, but with a Chihuahua that I know will threaten and menace other people.  It's gone after me before.  Twice.

October 27, 2013 -- Two Sightings of Police Vehicle

At 2:27 p.m., I saw a FBPD vehicle heading down McEwen, headed for Alpha Rd.

Then an hour later, at 3:27 p.m., I saw another (could have been the same one, I don't know) FBPD vehicle parked right outside the front lobby of the Farmers Branch DoubleTree Hotel.

October 27, 2013 -- Upstairs Stomper Drama-o-Ramma

And here I was hoping that maybe I wouldn't be blogging about how Farmers Branch, TX is becoming a ghetto.  I'm way too optimistic for my own good these days.  Sigh.

It all started at 12:20 p.m. today.  I'd gotten home around noon and had 20 minutes of peace and quiet.  Then the Upstairs Stomper realized I was home.  I heard six stomps and then the door slammed.

At 12:24 p.m., there was another door slam.

Then at 12:55 to 1:10 p.m., I could hear a man and a woman argue from Upstairs Stomper's apartment.

Then at 1:23 p.m., they cranked up the music in the bedroom area.

At 1:36 p.m., the Upstairs Stomper made two other stomps.

From 1:38 p.m. At 3:30 p.m., the music was still playing at 2:15 p.m. when I left.  But it had been off when I had first returned home.  Then they turned it on again upstairs (in bedroom area).

This is clearly a deliberate act.  I generally hang out in my bedroom.  They know this.  The stomping is also deliberate, because when they want to "get my attention," they do it.  When they think I'm not there, they are as quiet as mice upstairs.

At 1:56 p.m., I counted maybe eight deliberate stomps.

Then at 2:07 p.m., the Upstairs Stomper family decided to bicker again.

When I'd returned at 3:30 p.m., there were six more deliberate stomps.

3:44 to 4:14 p.m. (when I left to go blogging), the music and stomping was still going on.

To any officers reading this blog: You know where I live.  So you know who the Upstairs Stomper is without listing his apartment number, because his is directly over mine.  You should consider this a complaint and go warn them to knock off the music.  I would rather not have another repeat of October 25, 2013, when they decided to be disobedient and act like they could get away with not listening to you (by moving their music to the other side of the bedroom, but left it playing).

October 26, 2013 -- Banging Brood Picks up where Upstairs Stomper Left Off

After 12:40 p.m., when the Upstairs Stomper's harassment abated, I was starting to just doze off.

Then at 12:58 p.m., the Banging Brood started drumming on the shared wall for five minutes.  Not able to take the noise any longer after putting up with the Upstairs Stomper, and knowing the Brood wouldn't stop without the cops showing up, I called the police.

After calling, the Banging Brood continued to beat and bang, so hopefully they were actually caught in the act this time, and hopefully "Mommy" got a well-deserved citation for letting her little monsters harass me.

I know this much at least.  When I woke up at 4:30 to urinate, they didn't retaliate for the personal hygiene sounds, like they typically do.

October 25, 2013 -- Upstairs Stomper Increases Harassment

Wow, and here I was hoping that maybe I could take a day or so off from the blog, but the tormentors won't stop.
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Anyway, beginning at 8:24 p.m., I heard the Upstairs Stomper make thumps just like what the Banging Brood makes, but I knew it was coming from upstairs, due to the vibrations.

Do you know what I was doing at the time that was just soooo heinous that it justified this assault?  I was putting the groceries away and reheating some leftovers for dinner!

Then at 8:49 p.m., the Upstairs Stomper made a deliberate stomp.

Another stomp occurred from upstairs at 8:50 p.m.

Then from 11:05 p.m. to 12:16 a.m., the Upstairs Stomper played some music loud enough to keep me freaking AWAKE and deprived of SLEEP when I had something IMPORTANT TO DO THE NEXT DAY!

I'd called the police, and they must have arrived at 12:16 a.m., because the Upstairs Stomper stormed to the door at about this time, and then must have crept back quietly in order to move their noise machine to the other side of their bedroom.

So you see, I think the police did talk to them, but it wasn't quite that effective, not with disobedient noisemakers like the Upstairs Stomper.  So maybe the next time I have to call the cops on them, I hope the FBPD just skips the warning and starts writing citations, because the Upstairs Stomper has made fools of them long enough.

From 12:16 a.m. to 12:40 a.m., the music continued to play, but like I said, on the other side of the bedroom.  By 12:40 a.m., it abated.

October 25, 2013 -- Shopping Cart at Bus Stop

I was at the bus stop near the Granite Tower, where Alpha and Alpha Link meet.  Across Alpha, at 1:44 p.m., I noticed a Wal-mart shopping cart.  Now that's a weird place to leave a shopping cart.  It's maybe a quarter of a mile from London Square Apartments, about the same distance from the Prairie Crossing complex, and Brookhaven Community College doesn't have student housing on campus. It's also about a quarter of a mile or so from the nearest Wal-mart.

October 25, 2013 -- Two Squad Cars on Patrol

At 1:44 p.m. and 1:54 p.m., I saw a squad car at each time interval going to the police station.  They were at the corner of Valley View and Alpha, where the two roads merge.

I haven't seen a squad car in the area in a week, so to see two in 10 minutes suggests something's going on.

October 24, 2013 -- A Promising Phone Conversation

I received a phone call around 1:40ish this afternoon, from the Seargent handling the Criminal Investigatons division.  He left a message to call him back, and I did so around 2.

It'll take some time to get things set up (my friend has scheduling conflicts) with having my property turned over into her care.

I had a very polite, professional conversation with this Seargent, and I feel it was handled well.  He didn't make any mention of this whole "terroristic threat" hokum, and he gives me hope we can eventually get things sorted to the liking of the parties most involved.

Yes, Precious, I do More than Blog about this Crap

I also write lengthy notes about what happened last night and let the complex manager have them.

With all that went down last night, I was concerned I'd forget something.  There was just too much, and it was easier writing it all down.

The office was locked at the time (around 10 this morning), so I just folded the paper and slipped it under the door.

Though I can't be sure, I think the Banging Brood got bad news.  At around 2 p.m. today, someone in that apartment slammed the front door twice.  But that could have been over anything, really.

October 24, 2013 -- Had to call Cops on Banging Brood

At 3:28 a.m., I'd finished using the bathroom and was going back to bed.  But the Banging Brood had other plans as they pounded on the wall something fierce.

It was so bad that I had to call the police.  I tried to be very quiet as I called them, but the brats next door could hear me and they stopped.  But anyway, I'm going to credit the police putting a stop to it.  The dispatcher asked me if I wanted to talk to an officer, or if I just wanted it handled.  I just wanted them to deal with it.

Even so, I had a heck of a time falling asleep again.

October 23, 2013 -- Banging Brood Drum and Bang

At about 9:35 p.m., the Banging Brood drummed hard on my bedroom wall.

Then they banged one more time at 9:42 p.m.

Gee, did I lie down for sleep too loud?

October 23, 2013 -- Party at London Square Apartments

Well, to be more precise, the party happened last night, so it's already ended.

When I was checking my mail around 7:20 p.m., I could hear people on the complex grounds going "woo!" like it was party time.

This sort of party atmosphere kept going on when a small dog, I'm guessing a chihuahua, went after a woman.  The little dog barked and snarled (I was only listening to this going on outside, so I didn't actually see any of it), so I don't know if it might have also nipped at the person it was threatening.  How do I know it was a woman?  I heard another woman ask her, "Are you okay?" and the other woman replied, "No."

After that event broke up, I could still hear the occasional "woo!" going on.

The shouting and carrying on didn't end until I went out onto the walkway to see why the Pantry Punishers (the whole household) were insisting on loitering right outside MY window and speaking loudly.  I went out there with a scowl and my cell phone, ready to call the cops.  The Pantry Punishers went back inside their apartment and the party ended after this.

October 23, 2013 -- Upstairs Stomper wants in the Blog

I came home around 7:30 last night, and what I came home to was music, loud music from the Upstairs Stompers' apartment.

Then at 7:53 p.m., the Upstairs Stomper decided to "show me who's boss" by making two very hard ceiling-shaking stomps -- deliberately.  I muttered in the kitchen, "I've been cutting you guys some slack because you're moving.  If you want in my blog, I can oblige."  Though the music was still playing, any other attempts to deliberately aggravate me subsided.

Even so, at 7:56 p.m., the loud music was starting to really get to me.  I muttered in the dining room, "I'm about to lose my temper."  Moments after saying that, the Upstairs Stomper moved the party to the parking lot, far enough away from my apartment that I could hardly hear the music.

Let me back up a moment about "I'm about to lose my temper."  I had reached the point in all the party mood antics going on out there that I was very close to calling the cops.

Also, let me explain "muttering".  I wasn't speaking loud enough that anyone should understand what I said.  It should have been an indistinct jumble, at best.  But the Upstairs Stomper could understand everything, even with the music loud enough for me to hear, to respond as if he were in my apartment with me.

Is there something in the indoor environment at the complex that might be causing hyper-sensitive hearing?

October 23, 2013 -- Signs of Improvement at London Square Apartments

Last night, I was heading for the mailboxes and I noticed they've installed some extra-bright security lights.  I mean, it's so bright by the mailboxes that you can definitely see if it's junk mail or not.

That should help with making the area more secure.  And it'll hopefully give drivers fewer excuses for almost squishing a pedestrian at night.  Maybe it'll also deter some of the nocturnal loitering and such.

October 23, 2013 -- Second Attempt to Retrieve Property from FBPD

I went there with my friend, you know, the one that has Homeland Security clearance.

I was hoping that they'd release the gun so I could let her hang onto it.  The weapon would be more secure where she lives, rather than with me in the apartment.  Besides, if someone did manage to break in, I can bean them on the head with the baseball bat and not have to worry about harming innocents.  And I've not had any fresh fingerprints since cleaning the windows, so my personal "threat alert" has gone down ("threat alert" in terms of feeling like my life and/or home is in danger).

Well, we waited for a little bit and were told to give the manager over the property department a call Monday.  The whole property department was in school and none will be back until Monday, from the sound of it.  I find it plausible, although my skepticism isn't "buying it" completely.

It's an improvement from "We're holding onto it pending a criminal investigation into you being a TERRORIST!"  But my desire to regain my property (even if it's just long enough to give the gun to my friend) is based more on practicality, and principle, not fear.  When I voluntarily surrendered the firearm on September 27, 2013, I was told SPECIFICALLY that it wasn't being held as evidence, that I could come by September 30, 2013 and reclaim it.

The principle: It's my rightful property that I VOLUNTARILY surrendered.  I was lied to and intimidated (most likely an effort to dissuade me from blogging, as if that was very effective) on October 11, 2013.  So on principle, I simply refuse to "reward" FBPD with a "free gun" that is common to their department.

As for the practicality, I would like to have it back in case I have to sell it at a pawn shop.  Now if FBPD were willing to pay me more than some pawn shop, and they approached me with the offer, I may be inclined to accept.

But I refuse to lose it through "but she didn't claim it, so it's ours" nonsense.  I've tried claiming it twice now, this time, with a witness.  And the blog is my other witness.

So if you're reading this, FBPD, please do the right thing for once.

Just stop jerking me around.

October 23, 2013 -- Close Call with a Carrera

At 4:00 p.m. I was heading for the local Wendy's to blog.  Even though I have a few posts to make here, what I'm eager to blog about has nothing to do with gripes.  It's my "happy blog," my hobby blog.

But anyway, I digress.  I was walking through the parking lot and this guy in a black Carrera convertible drove way too close for comfort.  While such handling would impress some, narrowly missing my backside by a few INCHES was unsettling.

Needless to say, the word "jerk" was muttered.  I'm just glad I didn't wind up with heart palpitations from the fright, so the meds are doing something to keep me from jumping out of my skin.

I noticed how he kind of slowly cruised past the empty Farmers Branch police car here at the corner Wal-mart's parking lot.  Just like I've been saying: an empty squad car is an ineffective deterrent.  Though had there been an officer in the car, I doubt he would have seen what transpired in his rear view mirror.

October 23, 2013 -- Banging Brood is Warming Up for Weekend

And when I mean "warming up," I mean they're getting one heck of an early start doing it.  Early as in the a.m.

At 4:58 a.m., they banged on the shared wall.

Then at 5:40 a.m., I noticed two bumps on the shared wall.

The last bang, a loud one, happened at 11:04 a.m. And it definitely originated from their apartment.

October 22, 2013 -- After Curfew Bang from Banging Brood

You guessed it.  They banged on the bedroom wall again last night.  It happened at 10:43 p.m., past curfew and definitely past the time for good little kids to be asleep and out of mischief.

The day the Banging Brood is actually a bunch of good little angels is the day it rains real gold coins from the sky.  Don't hold your breath for either.

October 21, 2013 -- Two More Bangs from the Banging Brood and Some Interesting Information

At 9:32 p.m. and 9:36 p.m., the Banging Brood decided to retaliate because I had to COUGH!  They did so by banging the shared wall one time for each time period, and the blow was hard enough to shake said wall.

I'd like to hear what excuse FBPD can come up with those little demons hammering on the wall just because I have to cough, or because the cat made a noise jumping in or out of the window, or any of the other ORDINARY, EVERYDAY LIVING NOISES that emanate from my apartment.  When you live anywhere, whether it be an apartment or a house, you'll have accidental droppage of items, you'll have pets making noises, you'll have your share of "oops" moments.

But what the Banging Brood has done since July 2nd, 2013 has been DELIBERATE.  I'm sick of the excuses Farmers Branch, TX.  Step in and get these kids help for their anger problems before they hit their teens and they have to be tried as adults for something far more serious than drumming on a wall.  You know bloody well that if their own issues aren't handled NOW that things will be ten times worse when they all experience hormones for the first time.

You know, FBPD has to wonder how I know that "Mommy" over there lied on her application, right?  The complex manager told me so.  And today, she expounded on it: did you know "Mommy" moved in ALONE, but those five kids came to live with her soon afterward?  Did you know that a one bedroom has a maximum of two people, and a two bedroom is restricted to four?  And did you know that the "Daddy" is now hanging around over there, spending nights over there and such?  Did you know that makes a total of SEVEN PEOPLE in a one bedroom?

Did you know that the complex is doing everything to fix the problem, but they can't get any help from the legal system (from the sound of it)?  You'd think the city itself would step in to rectify the code violation: seven people living in a one bedroom.

Why do I think some guy is the "Daddy"?  Well, for one, I can hear his voice as he talks to the Brood.  Granted, I can't make out what he says, but the impact is readily apparent.  When he speaks, the Banging Brood cries because they're not being allowed to get their stinky little revenge while he's there.

October 21, 2013 -- Empty Squad Car

At 4:30 p.m., I noticed a Farmers Branch Police squad car just sitting there empty at the corner Wal-mart.

If memory serves, the ex-roommate "lovingly" referred to said Wal-mart as Ghetto-mart.

October 21, 2013 -- Upstairs Stomper Making Noise

From 12:25 to 12:30 p.m., I heard scraping, hammering, and what sounded like a power tool (power screwdriver, maybe?) being used.  I was told that his household is moving, though I don't know when.  So maybe they're busy packing.

I'm okay with that.  Normal moving sounds are fine.  Now that I know, I can relax a bit.

Like that's been that difficult today.  It's been a decent day; I feel content.  Accomplished.  So after one more post here, I'm going to go "chirp" on my hobby blog.  Even not reaching my contacts like I wanted didn't scuttle my mood.  Nor has all of the threatened weather that's just made the day grey.

October 20, 2013 -- Banging Brood in the Dining Room

At around 7 p.m., the Banging Brood made three blows on the shared wall between their dining area and mine.  The blows were hard enough to feel vibrations, which are a sign that the blows are real and their true origin.

What was I doing that warranted such an assault upon the wall?  I was poking around on the desk trying to locate some spools of crochet thread.  I wanted to finish my seven "dragon egg" necklaces last night.  A nice QUIET activity that doesn't require retaliation from viscous, vindictive little monsters next door.

October 20, 2013 -- Banging Brood Retaliation, or Where the CRAP is CPS?

There's no other word for what happened today other than retaliation.  And the apartment manager hears about it tomorrow.  I thought she said they were being kicked out, but that was a couple of months ago when I was told this.

At 8:24 a.m., the banging started with a couple of loud thumps on the wall between bedrooms.

Then at 10:11 a.m., there was a total of six bumps on the wall.  What's the matter, was I WINDING THE CROCHET THREAD TOO LOUDLY FOR YOU BRATS?!?

Then at 10:34 a.m., there were two hard bangs on the shared wall, followed by a 20 second pause, and another thump.  My CAT was making noise as she jumped up onto and down from the windowsill.  This was flat out DELIBERATE on these little demons' part.

At 10:36, the Banging Brood thumped again.

Then at 10:37, there was a series of three bumps.

One minute later, at 10:38 a.m., the Banging Brood thumped three times, paused, banged four times, paused, and thumped another two times.

At 10:39 a.m., the Banging Brood drummed on the wall (a rapid series of at least 12 bumps).

Then around 10:42 a.m., I was being "punished" while the Upstairs Stomper stomped real hard.  The Banging Brood banged twice in retaliation.

At 10:47 a.m., they banged on the wall three times while the Upstairs Stomper was making scraping sounds.  This is, pardon the vulgarity, HORSESHIT, being punished for noises that don't even ORIGINATE FROM MY APARTMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10:49 a.m. saw the Banging Brood drumming on the shared wall (hard enough to shake it) at least 24 times.  What, is my CROCHETING that flipping NOISY?!?

They repeated the "performance" at 10:52 a.m. with another 30 or more blows to the wall.  I don't care what you say, Mr. Pills, that's excessive.  Get over there and DO SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then at 10:58 a.m., the Banging Brood thumped on the wall twice, paused, and did it again two more times.

It seems the hellish little monsters weren't satisfied though, because at 10:57 a.m., they bumped three more times, waited a brief period, drummed 12 times, paused, and drummed 12 more out.

They took a little break, until 1:31 p.m.  Then they drummed on the wall with 30 or more blows.

At 1:43 p.m., the Banging Brood pounded hard on the shared wall six times.

After that, at 1:48 p.m., I hear one of the little creatures crying again.

Then at 2:29 p.m., they banged three times on the wall, all because I was COUGHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So there you have it.  Five very unruly little monsters that are vengeful at such a tender age.  Where the BLAZES is CPS to step in and stop this?  These kids shouldn't have such an unhealthy urge to "get even" for minute things like coughing or cats jumping.  Where is FBPD to tell THEM that THEY need to learn to "live and let live"?  Oh, that's right.  That's only reserved for CHILDLESS, MENTALLY-DISABLED WOMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's not like those little monsters know what "no" means anyway.  They're used to their "Mommy" folding like a cheap suit over every little sniffle and whine.

October 19, 2013 -- Deliberate Banging from Banging Brood

I'd just gotten back home from errand running at 7:20 p.m.

At 7:33 p.m., the Banging Brood made at least 12 hard blows on the wall we share between bedrooms.  The wall shook from the blows.

Then at 7:47 p.m., there was another thump from them.

At 7:48 p.m., the Banging Brood shook the wall again with one hard thump and made at least another 12 drum-like blows.

Around 7:52 p.m., I could swear I heard a male voice speaking unintelligibly.  Then at 7:52 p.m., one of the brats over there started screaming and crying, because someone probably told the little monster "no".

Then at 8:49 p.m., there was a loud thump that shook the shared wall again.

At 8:56 p.m., ther were two rapid bumps on the shared wall.

So, Mr. Pills, does THIS description sound like it's "normal apartment living" to you?  Wait until you read the article for TODAY (10-20-2013).

October 19, 2013 -- More Noise and Music from Upstairs Stomper

From 12:24 p.m. to 12:44 p.m., the Upstairs Stomper (and his dog) were making quite a bit of scraping, banging, stomping and bumping.  I could tell, because the vibrations were coming down from overhead.

Then from 12:46 until I left home at about 3:30 p.m., the Upstairs Stomper decided to play loud music.  It was loud enough to hear it echo from the building across the quad, but I know the music came from upstairs because of the vibrations.

So why not call the cops?  Why bother?  They can't even get the right address and they'll somehow be "unable to hear anything" even after being told how they can hear it for themselves.  I don't bleeding care that they've told me they take care of loud music.  They don't do jack when I complain about ANYTHING.

Nooooo....  They're hoping that it gets so bad that I move into a house.  It's like I just poop money, you know?  I just sit on the toilet and out it comes, money, money everywhere.  And with that magical poop money, I can do whatever I want, including instantly packing up and leaving.  Just like snapping your fingers easy.

It must be fantastic, this fantasy world the FBPD lives in.  I'm stuck in the real world though.  And the real world doesn't cut me breaks like that.  Never has, and never will.

Just because they can get away with robbing the taxpayers by not enforcing the law for everyone, they think they're just so peachy keen better than the rest of us.  Taxpayers probably don't even know that they pay FBPD to play favorites, to discriminate, to intimidate, and in exchange, the cops can move into houses of their own.  Brag, brag, freaking brag.

How long before the taxpayers think they don't need FBPD any longer?  Maybe when there are blatant drug deals and prostitutes trolling on their own street corners daily?

October 19, 2013 -- More Proof that Farmers Branch, TX is Becoming more Ghetto

At 11:18 a.m. and 1:38 p.m., respectively, a car alarm sounded.  Each time, it sounded for maybe 20 to 30 seconds.

What's the big deal about car alarms?  Well, when I moved into London Square Apartments back in 2007, you didn't ever HEAR car alarms going off in the area.  But you do now.  And they've become necessary in the area, it would seem.

That's getting pretty ghetto, when you hear car alarms on a more frequent basis.

October 19, 2013 -- More Heard from Banging Brood

At 3:24 a.m., the Banging Brood woke me up by hitting the shared wall hard.

Then they banged hard again at 7:21 a.m.

Finally, at 10:52 a.m., the Banging Brood were in the "dining area" of their apartment, beating the snot out of the shared wall.  I was in my own "dining area" to complete a craft project I've been meaning to finish: a cover for my Kindle.  So while my searching did create some noise, it wasn't in any way supposed to annoy the Banging Brood.

You know, the FBPD really, really needs to explain it to "Mommy" and the little monster pack that the "big bad neighbor" is merely trying to LIVE IN HER APARTMENT AND IS NOT TRYING TO BOTHER ANYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!

They're the little terrors that need to hear the "sales pitch" about how you can't have an over-abundance of quiet in an apartment.

But noooooo....  It's the mentally-disabled they have to tell this to, and the neighbors' little demons can just do as they please.  Discimination.

October 18, 2013 -- Peace and Quiet Ruined by Banging Brood

At 9:26 p.m., the Banging Brood (who had been deliciously quiet lately) decided to make the bedroom wall shake with one hard blow.

It would seem they want my attention again.  Sad.  Shouldn't they be getting attention from their "Mommy," instead of making more grief for her?  I wouldn't be surprised that if the cops had been called, "Mommy" would either "play asleep," or they'd blame the Upstairs Stompers' dog.

October 18, 2013 -- Upstairs Stomper's "Act of Dog" and Another Rant about FBPD

About 11:40 a.m., I heard the dog in the Upstairs Stomper's apartment bark a bit and thump about.  The dog sounded excited.

Now an "act of dog" isn't a cause for police involvement, mind you.  But this is the only thing noteworthy of being reported, and I'm glad for it, really.

However, I'd like to refute Mr. Buzz Cut's (the police officer with Mr. Pills on October 14, 2013) comment about how you can't get quiet in an apartment complex.  Bull.  It was so quiet last night that I didn't recognize it at first.  That's how noisy it's been since July 2nd, 2013.  It was quite pleasant to have a night and a morning of respite from the banging, stomping, scraping, hammering, drumming, thumping...

It's really a shame it couldn't have come much sooner and without having to go to these lengths to obtain said quiet.  I never should have been left feeling that I had to do things myself, because the cops weren't willing to enforce the noise ordinance LAW that is STATE LAW.

First the cops acted like apartment complexes are their own little kingdoms where the cops have zero jurisdiction.  But that was only with regards to what I was reporting, mainly about a "single mother" with five kids.

When I was carrying around the baseball bat for SELF-PROTECTION (and it was only reported TWO TIMES), they came in there all cowboy-blazing-saddle-to-save-the-day-and-stop-a-"terrorist" by taking her away to the hospital.

No, no Federal involvement, and if it WERE a "terrorist threat," then Homeland Security would have me shackled in chains and wearing a millstone around my neck.

So there you have it--playing favorites, discrimination, very Anti-American Human Rights Violations, and intimidation.  That's the Farmers Branch Police Department in a nutshell.

Recap of how FBPD has Harmed Me

I thought, given that some of you just happened to "wander in" on my blog and you have no idea what the snap is going on, I'd give you a brief-ish recap of what the Farmers Branch Police Department has or hasn't done, and how their actions (or inactions) inflicted harm.


Problem: Neighbors making noise

Number of Incidents Reported: Over 12

What Cops Did: No effective action taken
Harm Done: Still being harassed since July 2, 2013

Problem: Me carrying baseball bat for self-protection
Number of Incidents Reported: Only 2
What Cops Did: Hauled me in to hospital
Harm Done: Endangered lives of kitties and self, threatened loss of apartment, threatened loss of belongings, interrupted disability process, missed appointments that were important, not permitted to protect self from physical harm, not allowed to protect home from break-ins, labeled a "terrorist"--slander, denied Freedom of Speech, denied Second Amendment Rights, Unlawful seizure of firearm--another Right violated, discrimination--childless through abstinence (cops favor mother with five children instead) and mentally disabled, lied to, intimidated, bullied, fear, extreme stress, mental/emotional anguish, physical health deteriorating as result of "stress eating", sleep deprivation

Problem: Almost run over by truck
Number of Incidents Reported: Zero--cops won't do anything about it anyway
What Cops Did: None--didn't bother reporting it, since FBPD is as useless as adobe in a rainforest during rainy season
Harm Done: Threat to physical well-being has not been stopped, faith in FBPD demolished beyond repair, unsafe living conditions at complex

Problem: Fingerprints on window
Number of Incidents Reported: 1 to City Manager (was forwarded to Chief of Police and duly ignored by FBPD); 1 to FBPD after leaving hospital
What Cops Did: Ignored during the Chief of Police incident; was explained logically and reasonably on second incident
Harm Done: Can't trust the FBPD to do anything about it, criminal responsible could still be out there, fear, unsafe living environment at complex

And this is why I gripe so much about FBPD and Farmers Branch, TX.  Their "officers" are fond of telling me "what they do," but when it comes to "walking the walk," they're all lacking.  I need to see them take appropirate measures, not just talk.  And even if they go into "Mr. Fixit" mode, they've done NOTHING about the harm they've already inflicted upon me.