Years ago, my Grandma told me their mill town community was being overrun with bums and hobos as the community was near railroad tracks. This was the early 1930’s doing the height of the depression.
One night the good men of the community including my grandpa went out with baseball bats and took care of the situation.
No more bums and never had a problem with bums ever again.
45 years later I still can remember her telling me this story.
Sounds like a scene out of “Gone With The Wind”.
My second boss in California grew up in St. Louis. He told us storied of the beat cops whacking the bums sleeping in doorways and on park benches with their billy clubs. They would usually get a good whack onto bottom of their feet and were told to “get moving.” The problem was kept to a minimum with good old beat-cop enforcement.
Cities were livable places back then where you could raise a family in peace and security.
You can always count on insane liberals to improve the quality of life for everybody in a community.
Exactly. Midnight riders will be coming around again.
We need that in Nashville except the cops will arrest you for molesting the precious homeless
“One night the good men of the community including my grandpa went out with baseball bats and took care of the situation.
No more bums and never had a problem with bums ever again.
45 years later I still can remember her telling me this story.”
This will happen again, if it hasn’t already.
The depression was a real bad time for so many. Desperate people do desperate things.