Just updating my blogpals:
after a month of them trying to break in almost each and every night (and our patrols foiling them), there’s been an armed robbery now. They picked a soft target – an 18-year-old boy who was home alone – and held him at knife-point, cut him too, kicked him around – this is terrorism. They didn’t have to beat him up. Swamp monsters!
Well, I don’t know further from here. Now that they come armed, and we all are disarmed (this is Africa, honest citizens can’t get a license to carry a gun – not easily – and outlaws are protected by the law), the place is beginning to empty, leaving the rest of us even more vulnerable.
I don’t know what we’ll do next, I’m out of plans. The body corp had a month to ramp up security and… nothing. Well, nothing much. A couple extra lights.
You might not see me for a while, my optimism is sort-of up. I’m up at night but can’t blog.
Take care of yourselves until I’m back!
… gipsika …