Narco terrorists are getting classed as terrorists so they can deal with them more effectively as they are more ready to use weapons and are more  violent make more money and are more politically marginalised.  And in Great Britain the county lines dealers especially in Inversneakie use youngsters to deal while they are people who get classed as victims of child exploitation.

In a place called Hilton in Inversnekie called the HMC which that means The Hilton Mental Crew which has the young team females and males are run by Original Gangster ikle hides.

The Government got set a target to get 50 percent of school leavers into further Education like Universities so that they came off the dole but the problem is it gets more competitive to get a good job. I never got a good job because I had a drug problem and the courts put together all my charges and backdated them on the proviso I paid a pound fine. I got plenty of jobs and quite a few of them were office bound but I never did long as I  was getting a load of money so that the Drug Sickness was something I was finding I couldn't do well when the government did me the deal to slate all my charges. I got jobs in enterprise companies and jobs in a pathology department where I crunched numbers till I ordered 50,000 times a chemical they wanted which would last for 50 years and they couldn't send it back and it was a problem to dispose of.

I used to stay in Hostels even though there were not many people of my age staying there and they didn't mind that I was taking kit all the time and the benefit of the hostel was young females loved men like me as they were like 18, 19, 20, and older and hostels like the flying pig in those days encouraged us to stay there they were even older and you could also pull females your own age who were grateful for your time so they were better to pull.

I went to a black Gospel quire and church and I got back to this party after the singing and dancing in the church and it was a big strumash

I had an iron weight's bar and I was in Holy town smashing up yellow grit bin and the police came so I threw the bar down an embankment  and when I got out the cells I went back to get it only to find beside the roundabout I found Golf balls which meant to me someone had links to terrorism.

We call the HMC the Bronx at night. I knew this guy who was friends with my cousin and he was black and he told me you could pull bids in Canada while wearing a big stupid hat which I told him I had done. And I pulled two girls then I noticed he had a photo of all these black people and a white older woman and he said thats my scottich Gran which I thought was seriously cool.