Auntie Charo's Soapbox

I write about these crimes because they're the crimes that people with tattoos(is that double 't' and double 'o') and pony tail flying the 'Chamoru' flag complain about the coming arrival of the Marines. The 'doom and gloomers' think that they're going to come and bring with them the nasty stuff like is reported on t.v. and in the newspaper......only thing is.....it's already here and the poor dears aren't even here! See, when we point fingers at people, we never think that three fingers are pointing back at us.......we never think to look around out own back yards to see that we have a mess before we declare that our neighbor's yards are a mess........
I don't wear rose colored glasses and I won't say that when the 8000 Marines and dependents make their way to Guam there won't be times when they break the law...that would be stupid, they're human. But, we're ahead of ourselves. When they get here and they break more laws than usual, then I'm sure there'll be a Brig big enough to handle the problem, if not, you can be sure that Uncle Sam will get their behinds the hell out of Guam in lickety-split time....in the meantime, I think that we all should recognize that we already have our share of crime and that we should try to figure out how we can make living here safer for the old people who have to stay at home while their children are at work.
I hate to say it, but the lucky ones, are at St. Dominics. There used to be a time when Auntie Loling and Uncle Ben stayed at home when they got old. Their kids cared for them until they died. These days, they get to wait to die at St. Dominics, or, live out their years at the Skilled Nursing Facility at Barrigada Hts. Lucky them, they don't get tied up by some idiots looking for loot for a meth fix!
If you're reading this and your parents are lucky enough to be in your care, living at home with you, please make sure to tell them to keep the doors locked at all times. As well, tell them not to be so friendly with the people who stop by asking for directions. There was a strange looking person who stopped by last week who was asking for directions and I fell for the sham. Fortunately, there aren't many neighbors around where we live and the dogs wouldn't stop barking which made him uncomfortable. Maybe I was spared. Who knows!
I hope they find the guys and I hope the lock the lot of them up and throw away the keys!