Anyone who knows me knows how totally enamored with this town I really am. The mountains, the arts, the weirdos, the food and the beer — all these things mean I'm a happy girl.
But the time has come for us to get outraged. This past Friday someone put a rock through my car window. My car was parked in the driveway of my home. They stole my purse off of my front seat. (I know, I shouldn't have left my purse in my car.) This is the third time in the eight years since I've lived here that I have been victimized in a place where I should be safe. What's more, as I've discussed this crime with friends and coworkers, I've learned that this is commonplace in Asheville. Nobody is surprised anymore by the vandalism, the thievery and the all-around invasion of our rights and our privacy.
My best guess is that my story and the stories told to me by friends (held up at gunpoint, a bevy of car robberies and so on) all have the same culprit: crack and/or meth [addicts]. The thing is, though, I'm fed up. It's time for this town to start doing something different. Our streets should be safe. I should be safe in my own home! The police need to do more and our community needs to do more to arrest this epidemic of drug abuse and the ensuing degenerate behavior.
Let's get outraged, folks. Let's put up a strong front. Let's fight back. If we don't, this beautiful town will just continue being a place run by its crack heads.
— Ann Hamilton