More drugs: a woman pooping in the park in broad daylight and more junkies shooting up in my neighborhood
As always: I post about junkies not to criticize or condemn them as individuals, though I consider adults responsible for their actions. I post about them to illustrate our culture. Their addiction and its harms to others and communities is more acute than most of ours, but it is generally more benign than people with dependencies on flying, driving, doof, takeout, screens, and other things nearly everyone does that hurt innocent people, violate the consent of the governed, and deprive people of life, liberty, and property.
I post these images for us to see ourselves. Flying wrecks nature and tears families apart. Not flying connects us. If you chose to live flying-distance from family, you chose to hurt people. You can stop. Yes, withdrawal is hard, but I hope you see in these pictures how wretched addiction is, especially yours. If you see that they would improve their lives by overcoming their dependencies, you can see that you will improve yours too. Far more, since flying hurts others far more than taking fentanyl does.
Also, I use the term junky following the lead of addiction specialist and podcast guest Bruce Alexander, who uses it because the people he studied described themselves that way before he met them.
Also, I don’t look for people shooting up or whatever. I don’t go out of my way to find them. I just see them throughout the day, just as I see airplanes flying overhead, the people in them wrecking our culture and democracy more than the people in these pictures, just as I see McDonald’s and doof. I don’t take pictures most of the time. The pictures I show here are a fraction of what I see, nearly daily.
Anyway, here are a couple images of a woman pooping in broad daylight in the park. I’ve seen her around and as far as I can tell is not sane. Again, the issue is our culture. How is a crazy woman left to wander around aimlessly, pooping in public, mere yards from incredibly expensive luxury buildings on lower Fifth Avenue, surrounded by buildings owned by the purportedly elite New York University?
As you might expect, I felt awkward taking the pictures and tried to avoid seeming like I was taking pictures. On the other hand, we have to see what our world is becoming to do anything about it.
I kept walking but she kept pooping so I took this picture from another angle, looking back.
She put on her pants, walked to a garbage can, rummaged around, and found something to eat. Here she is walking over. Some people gawked, but she wasn’t calling attention to herself so not everyone noticed.
Here’s some video, including her throwing some of the garbage she just picked out of the garbage can onto the would-be grassy area now mostly wrecked from junkies wasting it.
I haven’t yet figured out why drug addicts walk around barefoot so much. I looked up why they bend over and learned about the fentanyl fold, but haven’t found anything on going barefoot.
There are plenty of shoes around. It’s not that they can’t wear shoes right. They seem to do something following a pattern. I’ve seen people injecting into their feet a bunch, which might be related. Even when they have shoes, they wreck them. Even when they have unwrecked shoes, they wear them wrong, like with no laces.
Their pants are often falling down or apart too, again, in similar ways to each other.
Here are a few other pictures of junkies:
Here’s another of someone shooting up as I walked past. He had just taken the syringe out. If you zoom in, you can see it in his left hand. His right hand shows some blood from where he injected. The two guys are yards from a public library where parents bring their kids during the day. As you can see, it’s during the day.
The guy with his back to me asked me, “What are you doing?”
I responded, “I’m taking a picture.” I went on my way and the two of them stayed. They didn’t look like they were enjoying whatever they were doing.
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