NEIGHBORS FROM HELL

The videos below are of your neighbors engaged in (1) criminal activity, (2) suspected criminal activity, and/or (3) suspicious/aberrant behavior, including loitering for no discernible reason and repeated drive-bys and walk-bys within very short time periods.  (The drive-bys are often accompanied by loud gunning and revving of engines, which bothers my neighbors more than me, since I can't hear it inside my house.  Apparently, many of our neighbors with driver's licenses never made it past age 6.)

 

Thousands of people in 35 states and 14 countries have now seen their daily and nightly cowardly performances (how does it feel to be impotent laughingstocks all over the world?) and have now read the accounts on glenhavenSINS of:

Keep up the good work, Sheriff Elfo and Executive Sidhu and supporting cast.  It's so you.

 

And to all the corrupt bullies, thugs, and cowards (including the ones with badges) involved in this situation:  What goes around, comes around.  God makes sure of that.  Right, Sheriff Elfo and Deputy Thompson and Rathbun?

Let me know at glenhavenSINS@gmail.com if you're not involved in the rampant cowardice and insanity and sociopathy in our community, and I'll remove any videos of you.

WATCH YOUR STUPID, COWARDLY, IMPOTENT NEIGHBORS IN ACTION

The thief left it behind:
the moon
at my window.

(written after a thief stole his sleeping pad and bowl, which were all his worldly possessions)                                                    RYOKAN

In the midst of hatred, I found within me an invincible love.

In the midst of tears, I found within me an invincible smile.

In the midst of chaos, I found within me an invincible calm.

In the midst of winter, I found within me an invincible summer.

And that makes me happy.

For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there's

something stronger -- something better -- pushing right back.              

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.                                                                                                  ALBERT CAMUS