Do your job, Mr Minister

I believe in giving credit where it’s due but National Security Minister Edmund Dillon, “What’s really going on?” I hate to join the bandwagon lobbying for your dismissal but again I ask, “What’s going on, chief?” All the police, intelligence gathering and consultation mean nothing if this wanton disregard of life by these monsters continues.

Yes, you live by the sword, you die by the sword but what about everybody else? The innocent daughters and mothers being advantaged? The hard working entrepreneurs being slaughtered for their life’s work? Is it just a case of bad luck? It’s pointless quoting the current murder toll, it would have increased by the time this is published.

Brawls at the airport and gunfights at Clifton Hill. These are things you see on the Internet and wonder what’s going on in the world. It’s scarier when you realise it’s your airport and your beach.

This is in no way to be misinterpreted as hate mail but things have gotten out of control. I understand that it isn’t an easy job but it’s still the Minister of National Security’s job. It’s obvious his boss believes in him but that’s not enough. Not when taxpaying, law-abiding citizens have to cower to these vile creatures.

There is no need to use quotes and statistics to support my point.

Things are bad and everyone can see it. The sad part about this is if I get caught with an ounce of marijuana, I get lost in prison. If I raise my voice at a police officer because I really don’t think he is doing a stellar job, I might get some blows and spend the night in a cell. Conversely, if I get robbed, hard luck, you shouldn’t go to bars with your wallet.

The problems are simple: guns and drugs. The solution may seem impossible but that’s why the Ministry of National Security was allocated billions of dollars.

So please, sort it out.

Alvin Daniel via email