For those of us who are old enough to remember when the “Trickster” was running for President in 1960, a picture used to pop up of a somewhat grinning Richard Nixon with these words, “Would you buy a used car from this man?”
Well, Denver City Council took it one step forward. They didn’t even look at the picture. They had no idea what they were voting for, but according to battling City Councilman “Dodgeball” Paul Kashmann, with the exception of el Chapo Guzman, aka Albus Brooks, none of them went up to Vancouver to see the supervised injection sites.
Are you kidding me? It’s the equivalent of “I got a car in the parking lot.” You’re standing there and you want to buy it. I tell you, “This car’s fine, runs like a top. Brakes are good, tires are great. It’s got a thousand miles on it, purrs like a kitten.” You say, “Well thank you, Peter I’ll buy that baby.” Without sitting in it, starting the engine, driving it around the block, stepping on the brakes, turning on the radio or the windshield wipers to see if there’s any fluid in that little blue container.
Does it get any stupider than this? The answer is yes. It now sits in the hands of a bunch of progressives and a Democrat controlled House, Senate, Attorney General and of course the Governor. Supervised injection sites.
Two weeks ago a band of “Merry Men” — myself, my trusted colleague Steffan Tubbs and the Chief of Staff (also known as the KNUS hammer) Mark – 31 years as a Denver cop – Crowley — went off to see the wizard. We should have taken Kyle Clark along as Dorothy. I went as the “Tin Man,” Mark as the “Scarecrow,” and Steffan the “Cowardly Lion.” We went to the Emerald City — Vancouver, British Columbia, where they have been shooting smack since 2003.
I tried to describe it to my friends and family like this — it’s a George Romero movie. Remember The Night of the Living Dead? And the follow up, The Dawn of the Dead. It’s the AMC series on TV, The Walking Dead. It’s Bob Dylan: “They have tombstones in their eyes.” It’s Thunderdome. It’s worse than Old Cairo. It’s crazier than the Bedlam lunatic asylum in Dickens’ London. I saw people on their knees in a psychosis howling at the moon. Street soldiers of the cartels run the streets. I saw people spreading out pieces of cardboard and putting old brown shoes and dirty pants for sale. Tragic, emaciated women offering alley sex for as much or as little as you wanted to spend. It’s a horror show.
Apparently, according to Kyle Clark, it will now be at 231 E. Colfax in Denver, right next to the Department of Education where they park the school buses for all the little kiddies who come to visit the State Capitol.
Now for some reason, Denver Mayor Michael Hancock is acting like a cat in the sandbox. You’d never know that he “fully supported” safe injection sites when it was voted in by Snow White’s companions at the City Council November 23rd. Now he’s got second thoughts. It is really up to us.
There is nothing compassionate about the war zone in Vancouver. They’re not saving lives. The overdose death rate is staggering, hospitals are overflowing, the crime rate soars and
these sightless fools are inviting that to be right across from our State Capitol.
The first one opened in Vancouver in 2003. Now there are six with the seventh about to open. Did anyone in the Chamber of Commerce, anyone in the Catholic Church, anyone with room temperature IQ think this is a good idea?
In Vancouver they don’t ID, they use street names where they shoot. All the helpers want to know is what drug are you shooting today. The Irish call it the “pig in the poke” and Colorado’s about to buy it.
It is up to you and me to call legislators to stop this insanity. Can anyone imagine a young kid in high school who is having a very bad day and wants to go to a safe site injection center and shoot? Think of it this way. You have discovered your son or daughter has a drug problem, a bad drug problem. Do you tell them to go to their room, you’ll procure their drugs, help them tie off; let them shoot thinking someday that’s going to help them quit? If you believe that there’s more than just a bridge in Brooklyn waiting for you. I watched a lot of scams and a lot of switcheroos but these people have never gone to see what they’re bringing here to you. God help them.
