http://www.smh.com.au/news/news/confessions-of-a-cabbie/2005/08/11/1123353474674.html
I know Sydney's got its problems, but in the mist of suburban idealism sometimes we can all lose sight of how bad these can be. Whilst homelessness, drug-addiction and crime confront any one who passes by the QVB, at night it appears these problems exponentially increase.
One voice testifying this is that of former-cabbie Peter Barlett:
Also, in Howard's 'us and them' society are there any plans to change the plight of those less-well-off?
I know Sydney's got its problems, but in the mist of suburban idealism sometimes we can all lose sight of how bad these can be. Whilst homelessness, drug-addiction and crime confront any one who passes by the QVB, at night it appears these problems exponentially increase.
One voice testifying this is that of former-cabbie Peter Barlett:
Bartlett said:Another time I was in Petersham and picked up a woman in her late 30s who appeared sober. Not long into our short fare she said: "Have I shown you my pussy?"
She then dropped her trousers and lifted her top to reveal all - before describing her life as a hooker since the age of 13.
Whilst most of his stories are from the 80's/90's, does anyone know if problems are still as bad as he describes?Bartlett said:I always preferred the cash to the offers of sex from (mainly male) passengers but my mates weren't always so choosey.
Late one midweek night I picked up a large Polynesian woman in Kings Cross and as she stumbled into the front seat I could tell she was drunk. She wouldn't say where she was going but directed me, eventually, to the end of New Beach Road at Rushcutters Bay, where she promptly lifted her dress and expected me to hop on.
While I tried to discreetly explain I wasn't in the mood and needed to make money, she passed out. I ended up at the Phillip Street police station and explained my situation to a couple of young officers, who looked at me and said: "Oh, yeah."
The woman was still asleep when they came outside, after much urging, and even they couldn't raise her. By this time she had rolled over to face the driver, her naked backside pointing roadside. After some yelling and slapping the officers, having a good ol' laugh at my predictament, began pinching her bottom. She awoke and her first words were: "He raped me."
Also, in Howard's 'us and them' society are there any plans to change the plight of those less-well-off?