I READ with disbelief and amazement last week that a 24-year-old man from Eastbourne had been given his third anti-social behaviour order because he breached the conditions of his second one
Why? What’s the point? The ASBOs clearly aren’t working with this particular individual. He had been warned not to go near Langney Shopping Centre and not to upset local residents but he did just that.
Well, I have a solution - lock him up. He won’t be bothering anyone for a while then. And if, when he gets out, he goes and “accidentally” finds himself within spitting distance of Langney Shopping Centre or shouting at people in the street, lock him up again - for longer this time.
In some cases ASBOs do work and keep offenders out of trouble and help them turn their lives around. But a lot of them don’t work and the ASBOs seem to be regarded as a badge of honour by the mindless idiots in our society that are worn with pride.
Thankfully, the government has finally woken up, smelt the coffee, realised the majority of ASBOs don’t work and is planning to abolish them and replace them with a tougher alternative.
I have another idea. It’s not tarring and feathering the little darlings, although that’s got me thinking. Years ago in Eastbourne, if a troublemaker was making a nuisance of himself the police would throw him in the back of a car, drive him or her out to the county borough up by Beachy Head and leave them to make their own way back which would often take most of the day!
But I don’t mean that either. No, instead why not bring back National Service? I don’t mean sending our young people off to fight in a dangerous war nobody ever wanted or believes in. It could be some sort of community national service where we can make use of the labour and skills of some of these young people who are standing around idle or scaring their neighbours - many of them being paid by the state to do so - and it might just help curb the growing yob culture and cut crime.
GOSH, you can tell the children are back at school this week can’t you? The long lines of cars, bumper to bumper along King’s Drive, Tesco roundabout, and Victoria Drive - to name just a few - at the start and end of the school day are back with a vengeance.
Wasn’t it wonderful last week to have an extra few precious minutes in bed knowing that your ten minute drive into work would take just that? And not the average half an hour crawl along with all the other drivers battling to get into work and/or dropping their offspring to school.
What makes it even worse is that the dreaded school run/rush hour madness is being compounded here in Eastbourne where drivers are faced with another peril - the dreaded potholes, which, it seems to me, are dotted in the middle and at the sides of virtually every other street in the town.
And what with those and the steel railings and barricades you are faced with when you get to the railway station, driving in Eastbourne these days is something akin to a border crossing in the Middle East and Beirut on a bad day!!