The Clink

My default state is to believe someone and if my belief is confirmed as justified, then I continue to believe until my faith, at a later juncture is found to be misplaced. After that, it takes eons to have my faith restored. This is the true story of what happened to me in the local village. A man came up to me in a car park and said he needed money to get to the next village that was forty kilometers away. I was given to understand that he was stranded and needed to get home. Another man was looking on and heard everything being said. I gave the first man twenty GBP for his bus. He thanked me profusely and walked away out of the car park. Then the man who had been the onlooker came up to me looking very pleased with himself and told me that the man who had asked me for money was an alcoholic. This man could have intervened and told me the truth about the alcoholic with the "drink problem" before I had handed over the money, but had done nothing.

On the evening of March 5th 1993, I was stranded between Aberdeen and Inverurie as a bus sailed by. It was the police who saved my life that night. I was dehydrated, hungry and exhaused and collapsed in a fish and chip shop in Blackburn. The police were called and checked if I had been drinking. I do not drink alcohol. I had been getting a new starter motor for my Datsun Stanza, to fix myself. I inherited this car from my late father.The night was very cold and windy and I had walked about eleven km. I was going to die of hypothermia, but this did not happen for I was saved. I slept non stop for twenty-four hours when I reached home.

On the Internet, I have posted that in my experience, I have found alcoholics to be word perfect at emotional blackmail. I said on the Internet that they should accept help by statute, and this should be freely available by statute.