During the calls I've made to get something done about the Banging Brood next door, FBPD has given me various excuses. Well, here's a chance to do some rebuttals.
The most common excuse: "The walls are paper-thin."
Really? Paper-thin? If I really "fit in" with the rest of the gangsta wannabes, the thugs, the thieves, etc., then do you really think it's particularly wise to give criminals an idea like "paper-thin" walls? Besides, if the walls are paper-thin, imagine saying such a thing out on the landing, where anyone can hear it, like the aforementioned ghetto types.
"I don't have any authority here. Talk to management. They're the only ones that can enforce their rules."
So management, who isn't on-site at all hours, is supposed to stop the Banger Brood at midnight or later? Really? You know, calling an answering service isn't going to do beans. Heck, about the only thing that seems to have worked was to contact London Square Apartment's home office, and even then you don't get a response like you're supposed to get when you call the police.
"I can't just write citations. I have to witness a crime being committed, and then I have to judge if it's excessive or not. Your problem can only be resolved by talking to management."
I take it that means the taxpayers can shave off judge salaries now, since it's up to the police to be judge and jury. And given that the cops are only here after bad stuff happens, that means theft, shootings, beatings, stabbings, rapes, and other such crimes will go unpunished in Farmers Branch, because the officer didn't witness these acts being committed, even if it happened in a parking lot! So maybe taxpayers shouldn't be asked to supply an income to the FBPD either. Make them all volunteer crime fighters.
As for all this "talk to management" hooey, if they were dropping hints about the condition of the apartment's interior, they should have tried being less vague about it. I know on a couple of occasions that officers have been in there. On one call, they told me that the neighbors I've been complaining about have the kid's room right next to my bedroom. Sheesh, if not for my insomnia, I never would have known they've been drawing on the walls with crayons.
"All we can do is ask them to be quiet."
Bah. I remember small town cops in my home town (also in Texas) that were quite happy to field complaints and write tickets. And they'd do it all day if necessary. Harassing your neighbors was definitely discouraged. Why in the blazes would the small town where I was born have better police service than big city cops?
Could the problem with FBPD have something to do with the pairs of shoes I've seen thrown over power lines everywhere lately? I mean, I'm seeing them everywhere in the Farmers Branch and North Dallas areas. It's even happening in places that are more posh than London Square Apartments.
As an aside, I didn't have anything to report yesterday because all was quiet. And this was a Saturday, which is usually "party night". Though I'd zonked out from my doctor-prescribed sleep aid, party noises would have caused me to wake up. So it was really, truly quiet last night, like it was back in 2007 when my former roommate and I moved to this complex.
