ust for the record, I’m not crusading with or for or against any gang members in particular. It’s just that their lifestyle gets a little intrusive. I don’t get why they don’t just sell their drugs inside their house, instead of in front of mine. And I hate it when they throw rocks through the window and carve up the trees and fight each other with broken bottles. It’s disturbing, when you’re trying to get some writing done. These guys could have jobs or something, it would be better for the kids not to be around them. That’s all. And the kids like to grow grass. They’re good kids. So it’s fun.