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The bandits are looking; are you?

Until such time as you come face to face with criminality, chances are that everyone else who does will just be a statistic to you.

That is not to say that the kinds of criminal acts that are taking place today will not leave you scared out of your wits.

No one can feel safe, except of course, those who have the luxury of having armed guards and 24-hour security following them from the moment they awake in the morning, until such time as they doze off in the night. How they sleep in this current crime ridden season is testimony to their indifference.

Invasion of privacy

I suspect though, that having access to that kind of security can sometimes be disadvantageous to some of them who hold high offices in this country. But that’s another story!

Having walked into my apartment in Woodbrook a few years ago and found the entire place turned upside down, I really don’t think that anyone outside of my family could really understand how we felt.

It was really very painful. Not that we lost anything that was physically significant. The money and other valuables you could easily obtain again but things that matter, the invasion of your privacy, your feelings of security, your self-worth and so much of yourself seem to go out of the window.

I have to admit that despite the fact that the robbery took place between 9 am and 5 pm, none of us at home could sleep for several nights.

If a dog barked at night, we jumped. Sometimes, even the twigs and leaves that fell from the breadfruit tree which hung loosely over the house, raised anxieties. A car door, opening or closing, aroused suspicions. It was that bad.

It was only when we vacated the place and made our way to another home some distance away that the family was able to “heal” from that experience.

Not that we have completely got over the fear of something like that happening again, such are the scars that linger on, some 20 years later.

The police came, of course. They searched for fingerprints, got some, and promised to return when they had “something” for us. We never heard from them, although one of the younger officers found time to turn up on a number of occasions to “visit” my 19-year-old niece until she told him that she was not interested in his advances.

He wasn’t pleased but he grudgingly moved on.

It is a far cry now from what it was then. Crime has certainly come a long way.

I don’t think that we could have anticipated how crime would have evolved. I mean, even then, we really did not expect the police to find those criminals, but I’d have to say that we felt safe enough to walk from Roberts Street to the Mas Camp Pub or from Harvard Sports Club, which was about five minutes away, to our home any hour of the night or early morning.

You think I could do that now?

And yet, I have a sense that those who have not been affected by the lawlessness, who have not been confronted by banditry and criminal activity, seem to think that they are exempted from it. There is this feeling that since their homes are secured with the best systems in the world, they are safe.

Well I have news for them. They are dead wrong!

Chances are, should things continue the way they are going, it would not be long before every law-abiding citizen is faced with a criminal situation. Not that I am hoping for it, but that’s the reality. You may very well be next.

Crime entrenched

Crime is not going away with the wave of a magical wand or, for that matter, on the whims and fancies of some government blueprint. It is far too entrenched.

It will take a collective effort from all of us to realign and reconstruct this society and return us to standards of acceptibility.

Of course, it would help if we get the people who manage the country to come up with a sensible and credible plan to take us forward—one that would demand we leave the divide and rule mentality behind. The criminals are already doing a fine job in that respect.

Perhaps, it has to start small—a week of being courteous to one another on the roads, where anyone caught violating the law would not only be made to pay a hefty fine, but must feel the scorn of the citizenry, either by constant horn-blowing or some other mechanism that would allow that person to know that we are not prepared to accept any deviant behaviour.

Whatever it is, it must be a confident stride, embraced by everyone from the ordinary citizen, backed up by corporate T&T, the volunteer organisations, churches, youth groups, sporting associations and clubs and the political parties, all of them.

Crime is destroying our country. We must dig deep inside to change that. We are losing far too many of our young people, some of whom could easily be another Crawford, Yorke, Lara or Boldon.

Or, is it that we don’t really care?

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