Demon That Is Called Alcohol

My neighbor right across the street has this demon in his life. It is sad, pathetic and frustrating.

Hang on kids, because this is going to get ugly I am sure, as my thoughts begin to roll on this topic.

First and formost, I have never been given to the thought that a person who is drunk, "can't help what they do." That is a crock of hooey, they know what they are doing until they pass out. They may not have the motor skills but they are doing exactly what they want. Alcohol only breaks down their inihibitions. Don't even try to argue with me about this.

That being said, my neighbor knows exactly what he is doing. He is a mean drunk too. He beats his wife, cusses out everyone and can't keep a job. Ok, he keeps it long enough to get unemployment, then gets drunk, goes on a tirade (sp?) and gets "laid off" or fired. Then he sits around for the next 3 months causing everyone grief until his unemployment runs out. Then he gets another job and it starts all over again.

Usually, we know he is getting worse when his wife , (who is older than him by 15 -20 years), stops coming home OR her car is gone early in the morning. That usually means he started beating her and she ran out to get away from him. Recently, she slept on a park bench near one of the private lakes overnight, then came back early the next morning trying to sneak in and get her clothes. I can't even to imagine what she goes thru, and I am not going to pretend to. I just know, after the first time, there wouldn't be a second time, had it been me. I grew up in an abusive home. I determined that when I was an adult, I would NEVER live my life out like that, nor would my children.

The other sure sign that he is on it again is when he decides to antogonize me. I'll be loading up kids in the van and he will stand out in the driveway and salute me. Or he'll flip me off (had to explain that one to the kids one day which ticked me off to no end) or he'll stand out in his yard and scream obscenities at me and anything else. He paces back and forth, in and out of his house and rant, rave and flail his arms around in the air. He will yell, "Hell Yeah, I am a F@#*ing believer in Jesus Christ!" But the Bible says that you can not have both blessings and cursings come from the same mouth. SO you be the judge of that but until you have looked into his eyes while he is carrying on like that, you can see a darkness that will tell you the truth of his soul.

What was his childhood like? Was his family responsible for this? I have no idea. His family is in Wisconsin and he actually went up there once a few years back. He got so bad up there, his own family told him, "Get help and don't come back." Threw him in the car and drove him to a Rehab center or hospital. That is sad.

He has tried to pick a fight with my husband. He threw a punch, which my husband skillfully dodged, and he about fell over. My husband took a step forward, looked at him and in a very low and menacing tone said, "You really don't want to do this." and turned and walked away. My husband is a very skilled martial artist and use to train federal agents in Pressure Point Control Tactics. So, he really doesn't know what he is messing with, but there is a healthy sense of fear. *sigh* So when the "troll" decides to mess with someone he picks on the wives and women here in our little cove. Usually me, because I am the SAHM and an easy target. He doesn't do that when hubby is home.

Yesterday he was on the tear again. A neighbor called and filed a complaint against him, then another neighbor, then us, because he was being a menace again. He has these 4 black labs, that only 3 weeks ago, jumped a fence and attacked the neighbors goats and killed the big male. So the dogs were taken away and only to be released IF they put up electric fencing or only kept 2 of the dogs. The one, named Dixie, is sweet and has been there since a pup, the other 3 were pound dogs. Well, apparently they got 2 back and guess what? No, they didn't kill another goat, but they were running loose again. Thus the complaint. My kids had to shout and throw rocks at them because they tried coming up into our driveway, barking and growling. The kids were on the way in from bike riding and were trying to close the gate. SO I filed a complaint as well.

Believe it or not, we have a county wide leash law. It doesn't matter if you live on 200 acres of sprawling land way out in the country, if your dog is not on your property and on a lead, your going to be fined.

The cops were out here for hours it seems and the Animal Control person came out for the dogs. I feel bad for the wife, Dixie was sweet and probably the only normal thing she had and now because of him it was taken away from her. He got drunk and let the dogs out to run loose.

He is a man with lots of apparent issues. He needs help, but until he decides he wants to end this nightmare, he will suffer. In the meantime though, we have to suffer as well. He does not want to change or he would. Please don't argue with me on this one either. I have known too many people that have totally changed and been freed from their alcoholism and so I know it can be done.

This guy actually told me once, "My grandaddy was German and taught me how to drink." like Germans were all heavy drinkers and that was an excuse. I was walking away, but I turned and looked at him hard for a minute. I took a step forward and said, "You know, my grandfather was German too, but if he saw you act the way you do and say things you say. He would have tied you in a pretzel knot and told you a thing or two. Sure, I saw him have beer or a drink before but I NEVER saw him act like you do. You should be ashamed." then walked into the house. Truth of the matter is, my aunt's husband was an alcoholic and he was a mean drunk too. One time when my aunt was young and pregnant with their second son, she called up my grandparents scared, he had not come home, they needed groceries and she was afraid. Grandpa, grandma and my mon (who was 15 at the time) went to the house to get my aunt. They started driving around and my grandfather asked, "where do you think he his?" She tried to pretend she wasn't sure. Grandpa finally said, "Look, I know he drinks, which bar is he at?" They found him. Now, her husband was 6 foot at least and my grandpa was 5'1". Grandpa went in and found him, sitting at the bar. "It's time to go home now. " Her husband said something like, "Get bent old man." (not in so nice of wording but I have censored it)The next thing everyone knows, my grandpa had him off that chair, out the door and thrown bodily in the back of the car. For years, any time this guy started getting loud and drunk, my grandpa would say, "shut up." in a low voice and my aunt's husband would sit there looking like a whipped pup. I asked mom how she knew, she told me she was there and it was the "talk of the town". "Don't mess with Oscar, he's small but tough." LOL

This what I think should be done. All of the men in this cove (4) should go together to the alcoholics house. Call him out and tell him, "We want you gone. Pack your things and leave now. Go to Wisconsin, texas or wherever you came from and don't come back. If you are still here tomorrow morning, we are going to come over, drag you out and lay hands on you." I think he would be beatin' feet to get away from here. I think, he is a bully and a coward. The only reason he is still here is because in his own little pea brained mind he actually thinks everyone is afraid of him. In reality, everyone would like nothing more than to go and "give him what his daddy should have given him more of". I think, like all bullies, if he was actually confronted he might actually just go away. Who knows? Only God does. God help him and I mean that.

Hopefully, today will be a quiet one. God Bless and have a great day.
katcha ~