This one is a show stopper.

How nice. I saw my first drug deal go down today. Two black men approached another, there was the typical banter. They were too far away, among other things, for me to hear. I saw the singular remove a little rectangular fold of paper and watched him move it toward one of the other men. I could not see it pass between the two, but I saw that it was no longer in the hand of the initiator when we brought it out from between the two of them. Fine you say. Except that there was an 8 year old and a 6 year old playing a few yards away. Fine you say. But it was out my kitchen window where I saw this. Stuff your “fine”.

I called the police, what a help. Now, to decide what to do. Either I get some satisfaction, or I move. I will go into the station, I will speak with my neighbors, and I will decide what to do from there. But, I am leaning toward moving out. I am thinking the police have no power. The politicians locally, in this Democratic state, and at the federal level have pretty much turned their backs on the issue, and others. But where to go, this is not simple. This junk is everywhere, and the police seem disinterested wherever one goes, either because they are wholly incapable, totally unsupported at the upper levels of the force and the judicial level, or bought and corrupt. I know, in this county, whose side the prosecutor is on. Leftist areas always hire Nifong types.

But where is reasonable without a boatload of money? There are not many clean places left even in Iowa. Our last two governors have supported the import of these types probably in order to permanently changed the political dynamics here, in favor of their party. I will have to think about it, but I am pretty sure I cannot stay.