Stittsville Stoners vs. The Police Department.

Today i (potentaly speaking) could have seen the death of my bus driver. On the same stretch of road as mentioned in my most previous blog, A large cement block twice the size of my fist ( i suspect shot from a slig shot) blew through the bus drivers side window. Powdering the left side of his face with glass, the cement chunk smashed into his chest breaking three ribs, still with enough force remaining to fly into the bus door. I know for certain if that rock had flown 3-4 inches higher he would have been dead. I think This bus driver should be awarded a medal for controlling that bus to a safe stop on the side of the road, or it could have been much worse. After rushing to the front of the bus to check on the bus driver, anger filled my head at the thought of these mentaly ill disgcraces to the human race probably celebrating there sucesful assult somewhere off in the treeline.

After waiting around few minuets (10-15) our cities loyal men (this case women) in blue come rolling over to the bus to take our statements, and infomed us that this just happend an hour and a half ago to another bus driver. After collecting the cement block for "evidence" they made it on thier way. Most likely to feast on coffee and doughunts, and to ponder thier ill attempts at doing anything leaving the Stittsville Stoners the opportunity to strike again (litteraly), (and believe me they will.)
This is when my second thought of rage came. How can we expect our same Police Force to tackle cases like rape and murder if that can't catch possibly the most consistant criminals on earth? (Same two hour time frame, two to three times a week, not to mention twice in one night, same exact spot on the bus route.) Like seriously where is Dave Caruso when you need him, and i mean the actor, because let's be realistic he's probably has received better training in crime scene investigations than the OPP. But hey who knows maybe when someone one on that bus route dies the police will shuffle through thier no paper work and find the time to investigate, if we are lucky.

Dear Stittsville Stoners
Please invest yourselves into Crystal Meth or suicidal thoughts, anything that will take you from this earth faster and give us sane human beings a few extra molecules of fresh oxygen to breathe, thank you
Love D.

At this point i can't even decide who i hate more.

s.s vs tpd