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Contact condo board.
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Cops, say you smell marijuana and you just heard somebody screaming bloody murder
Hopefully this should be easier since it’s a condo, not an apartment. Good luck.
Contact condo board.
Cops, say you smell marijuana and you just heard somebody screaming bloody murder
Hopefully this should be easier since it’s a condo, not an apartment. Good luck.
#2 can be considered filing a false police report and result in charges against you.
Sodomy is also still on the books in Texas, that doesn’t mean gay men are arrested for it.
This is unlawful. You have no legal right to lie to the police when making a complaint. In addition, it’s beyond stupid. As a child, we learn the story of the boy who cried wolf. That principle also applies to making false police reports.
Oh, dear god. Lawrence v. Texas, 539 US 558 (2003) (striking down Texas’s sodomy law as violative of US Constitution).
On the other hand, we’re talking about ballroom dancing, there probably are likely offenders among the woman’s guests.
Dealing with noisy neighbors can often come down to calling the cops. While it won’t be a high priority, they will show up, eventually.
I’ve done it, more than a few times. It generally works out that I don’t need to call the cops again.
Man, I feel for you. A few years ago, I had an upstairs neighbor who at first was a basically nice guy, but gradually turned into an asshole. He worked 2nd shift at a local 24-hour supermarket, and would get home at 2 a.m. and play loud as hell, gangstas-and-hos rap, so loud you could hear it half a block away.
The first few times I went up in my pajamas with my hair sticking up, he apologized and turned the music down. After a while, he cared less and less. I started banging on the ceiling with a broom handle, which got me nowhere. Once I went up there at 2:30 am, and he actually had the chutzpah to tell me that he had a RIGHT to listen to music to relax after work! I told him he had the right to listen to music all he wanted, but not so loudly that half the neighborhood could hear him, even with his windows shut. I should have called the cops, but he was a huge guy and by then pretty nasty, and for sure would have known who had done it. The landlord was even begging me to narc on him - I think they wanted an excuse to evict him. I never did get my guts up to turn him in. I thought about retaliating with some Carmina Burana, but it probably would have been wasted on him because he couldn’t hear it.
He played his music so loudly (during the day, too, when he wasn’t working) that once I saw one of his friends in the lobby, and the friend asked me if I thought the music was too loud, and I said I did, and the friend said he thought my neighbor might actually have some hearing loss because he honestly didn’t seem to think it was too loud. Well, fine, then he should have bought some fucking headphones!
Eventually he moved away. I can’t say that I cried when I saw him loading up the moving van.
Just because it’s unconstitutional doesn’t mean its not still on the books, creating a culture in which the law is still cited. As with so many things, the law is gray not black and white.
Now that is funny.