things you have noticed.

IdleRich

IdleRich
We are in Aberdeen, I "noticed" or rather had it thrust into my eyes that it must be THE greyest city in the world. Apparently it's known as the Granite City, there is something sort of interesting about its relentless brutality, but make no mistake, if I lived here I would kill myself within a week.
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
It's a cairn on the side of Wideford Hill.
We went to Tomb of Eagles but it's all blocked off and a sign says "permanently closed". Also Tomb of the Otters was closed, maybe not permanently I dunno.
The spot above has a hole in the side which the sun comes through in Feb evenings, there is a trapdoor on top which you can open and climb in via a ladder.

 

WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
nicked a copy of the Modern Antiquarian from a hotel b&b near there aeons ago, not proud of it, must’ve fallen in my bag

Aberdeen (previously), for all its suicidal lack of oxygen, has the highest density of stone circle across the isles

envious, been talked into holding off on a break here to go skiing instead, like Franz Klammer is in session doling out lessons
 

william_kent

Well-known member
surprisingly, Aberdeen has a a rich and varied history of Yardie activity as well


Aberdeen Yardie Drug Lord Jailed​


and from the forbidden G word tabloid circa 2003:

Euan's story: caught in the Yardies' web of crack and violence - in Aberdeen
Police warn of threat to cities as drug dealers seek new markets
Nick Hopkins, crime correspondent
Sat 14 Jun 2003 02.07 BST
Euan has a thick 12-inch scar running from the middle of his chest to below his waist, almost to his pubic hair. It's an ugly reminder of a stab wound that left him in intensive care for 12 days; he needed 47 staples and 67 stitches to close the wound and his parents were convinced he was going to die.

But Euan survived the attack in February. Every day since then he has reflected on how he almost lost his life, and how his son, 4, nearly grew up without a father.

The stabbing, he insists, "was the best thing that ever happened to me." Without it, he may have died from heroin and crack cocaine abuse. While recovering in hospital in Aberdeen, Euan, 27, was put on a methadone programme which should, in time, stabilise an opiate addiction he has had for seven years. He is not alone in fighting this battle.

Although the city has long had problems with heroin, these have been exacerbated by the swift, relentless spread of crack.

It may be several hundred miles from
Euan's sick-stained first floor council flat
in the Logie area to Hackney in east London, and several thousand more to downtown Kingston in Jamaica, but there is a trail between all three that crack dealers have been only too willing to follow, bringing with them a misery that the Scottish city is struggling to cope with.

According to the national criminal intelligence service (NCIS), Aberdeen, often referred to as the "oil capital of Europe", is now the most northern UK outpost of Jamaican and British-born Yardie dealers who have extended their business out of London in the search for new markets.

A number of big cities, including Bristol, Nottingham, Birmingham, Manchester, Liverpool, have already been affected, but police are convinced that others will follow unless they appreciate the dangers, and are prepared to look at the experiences of Aberdeen to help them prepare.

"If it can happen in Aberdeen, it can happen anywhere," said Detective inspector Willie Findlay, head of the city's drugs squad. "I have been surprised that it has reached the level that it has in the time that it has.

"We were probably a bit complacent at the start. It seems to me that the dealers look for towns where they can muscle in easily, not necessarily the ones where the biggest market might be."


Mr Findlay and his team first became aware of a potential problem six years ago when they heard that the criminals controlling the thriving red light district in the harbour area had begun supplying crack in small quantities to prostitutes.

Aberdeen has 3,500 registered heroin addicts, and many hundreds more who are not; the police reasoned that the users would neither have the money or the inclination to develop a crack habit as well.

To begin with, they were right, but the dealers were not deterred and set about creating a market.

"They were very clever," said Mr Findlay. "They started giving away rocks of crack for free when they were selling wraps of heroin. They were giving people a chance to sample it, and then they were hooked. The dealers punting the crack deliberately set out to target heroin users."

Euan remembers that he was introduced to crack in exactly this way. "I was on heroin and I was given some crack for free. I thought it was great. Crack gives you the high, and then you need the smack to bring you down, then you need the crack to get you high again, and you go round and round and round."

He says that more and more of the people he knows want to spend their money on crack.

"I know girls who are crack mad," he said. "Before it came on the scene, they might spend £90 a week on heroin. I know people who now spend £60 on crack and £30 on heroin. Once you start spending money on it, you can't stop. Heroin is a physical addiction. Crack is mentally addictive. You just want the high."


The ease and speed with which the dealers were able to exploit the city's drug users shocked the police.

Detectives believe the dealers are now supplying 95% of Aberdeen's heroin users with crack.

The city's drugs action group is providing counselling and family support to more than 200 heroin users who are also using crack as a secondary drug. Workers there warn that it would be wrong to assume that only deprived areas are affected. "Crack is classless in terms of the people who use it," says Lindsey Ross. "It's across the city."

The dealers have made significant profits because in Aberdeen a rock of crack sells for £50, more than twice what it costs in London or Bristol.

In the early days, crack was being supplied by a small core of West Indian criminals from the West Midlands. "There has been a connection between Aberdeen and Wolverhampton for 20 years or more," said Mr Findlay. "It started with the supply of prostitutes. They'd come up here to work the summer season, and then leave. The criminals were also supplying some of the heroin here."

The same gangs introduced crack but they are now having to compete with Jamaican criminals who are coming straight from London. In the last nine months, the drugs squad has arrested 30 Jamaicans in Aberdeen.

They were all illegal entrants and the police suspect that most of them were drugs mules touring the country supplying crack to dealers in targeted cities. "We have to be careful not to jump to conclusions, but Aberdeen is not a place that many Jamaicans come to for their holidays, and we don't have a Jamaican community, so they do tend to stick out," said Mr Findlay.

With the help of Scotland Yard and NCIS (which has been liaising with the Jamaican police), Mr Findlay has managed to identify the six major criminals who are controlling Aberdeen's crack trade. Two of them are based in London, and four are from the West Midlands.

There is some intelligence to show the six make fleeting visits to Scotland, but the police do not have enough evidence to arrest them.

Instead, Mr Findlay and his squad have been targeting the dealers on the street and the traffickers who supply them. The database of crack pushers they started three years ago now has 243 names on it.

So far, there has been none of the violence and gun crime between the gangs that has been the trademark of "turf wars" in other cities, particularly London, where a third of all murders are investigated by Operation Trident, set up five years ago to tackle Yardie activity.

The lack of violence, says Mr Findlay, is because the crack market in Aberdeen is not yet saturated.


"Criminals who are sworn enemies in the south seem to be able to work side by side up here. There is still an open market. They've no need to fight. There were no established criminal gangs in Aberdeen before they came, so they are not treading on toes. They don't get any problems from Aberdonians, and they are not impinging on each other's drugs market."

Mr Findlay recognises that this could change very quickly. At a conference organised by the Scottish Association of Chief Police Officers, an intelligence analyst from Operation Trident, Detective chief inspector Leslie Green, warned delegates that "the same people who may be murdering people in London, Birmingham and Bristol ... will come up here."

It's a bleak thought and one that the police and other agencies recognise is a possibility. There are already some signs that violence is seeping into the city.

At the end of last year, a man called Kevin Nunes was arrested on drugs charges in Aberdeen. He was released from custody and within 24 hours he was found shot dead near Wolverhampton.

Police know that he was linked to criminals in the West Midlands and London, and suspect that he may have been playing one gang off against another.

Euan says his stabbing would not have happened if he had not been using crack, but he cannot be specific because a trial of the man who he claims was responsible is pending. "There is violence with crack," he said. "There is violence against users and against prostitutes because the prostitutes think they are getting it free."

Mr Findlay hopes that Aberdeen's crack problem is being brought under control, and Drugs Action, which has been providing effective support for heroin addicts for years, has just won funding to launch a pilot project aimed at crack users.

One of them could be Euan, who is desperate to kick his heroin and crack habit.

"Crack is a waste of money," he said. "I have lost five stone, including a stone when I was in hospital. My parents thought they had lost me.I don't want to be a lowlife all my life."

love the adjective spewen purple prose in the G article, my favourite phrase is:

Euan's sick-stained first floor council flat
encapsulates everything a GDN reader would find horrifying and would secretly hold in contempt ( "not the penthouse? how perfectly plebian" )
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
Encapsulates everything a GDN reader would find horrifying and would secretly hold in contempt ( "not the penthouse? how perfectly plebian" )

Well, penthouse is better, there was no porno mag called ground floor was there?

Though, that said, it took me a while to realise that the reason everyone I know in Lisbon lives on the top floor is cos it's cheaper. With no lifts and often rickety, steep stairs it's not desirable to live high.
 

william_kent

Well-known member
Well, penthouse is better, there was no porno mag called ground floor was there?

Though, that said, it took me a while to realise that the reason everyone I know in Lisbon lives on the top floor is cos it's cheaper. With no lifts and often rickety, steep stairs it's not desirable to live high.

I much prefer to live "high"
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
Was pleased to see this

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It's hard to tell from the picture but this is a police van. In Portugal you have (at least) three types of police; the highways one called GnR which I've never really interacted with, the city and municipal police who drive these little white and green cars and who tend to be benign, often overweight older gentlemen...

And then you have the main police who wear these strangely unthreatening (apart from the holstered guns on their hips obviously) pastel blue uniforms with short sleeved shirts out of which their steroid pumped arms bulge much more threateningly. They are without fail overly muscular men between about 25 and 35 and they all look like they've come off a production line of angry, snarling five foot eight action men with a chip on their shoulder who will be intimidate and interrogate anyone at the drop of a hat - "Where are the drugs Mr Richard! Where are the drugs? Wait a minute, are they in your genitals Mr Richard?". Or words to that effect I imagine anyway...

I've no idea what happens to them when they reach 35, I assume there is some kind of Logan's Run type thing going on, or perhaps they are disassembled into their constituent parts and then returned to the beginning of the production line to be recycled into new Murphinhos*.

Anyway, that van is for transporting the latter and it was parked right outside the Martim Moniz police station which has hundeds of the fuckers going in and out all day - so all things considered I would say it's a pretty impressive effort.


*I'm not sure how obvious that reference is... I meant Murphy cos that's the name of the guy who gets made into Robocop in the film, but I changed it to the diminutive Portuguese form... I guess jokes are never that funny when you explain them.
 

Mr. Tea

Let's Talk About Ceps
It's hard to tell from the picture but this is a police van. In Portugal you have (at least) three types of police; the highways one called GnR which I've never really interacted with
Hang on, do they actually use a lower-case 'n' in the abbreviation, like the once-popular beat combo fronted by one Axl Rose? Or have you just typed it that way for fun?
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
In my head it totally is like that, and we do always refer to em as g n fucking r, but sadly I just checked and it is the more prosaic GNR
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
This morning coming home just before 7am on an unusually miserable morning I see this old guy outside the cafe beneath my flat taking advantage of Lisbon's lax drinking laws to "enjoy" a solitary glass of wine in the cold and rain.

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I then grabbed a couple of beers and went home for a solitary drink of my own.
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
One strange Portuguese thing that I notice pretty much every time I get on or off a train, but which I'm never brave enough to emulate, is how whenever the train pulls out there is very often one person or more who can't be bothered tor use the footbridge over the tracks so they simply walk across them instead.

To me it seems fantastically dangerous, as well as the obvious risk of being hit by a train I don't think I'd ever feel certain enough that none of it was electrified to simply walk across. I have a complete mental block on that which would make it impossible for me to even attempt.

Yesterday evening in Santa Iria it was a teenage girl in a Stranger Things jacket...

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Worse still, as it's obviously quicker than going up and down, the other time you see people doing it when they are worried about missing a train that is approaching and so they rush across in front of it. Don't know if I'm particularly scared of trains but their sheer size, weight, speed and noise make this utterly unthinkable for me.
 

mixed_biscuits

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One strange Portuguese thing that I notice pretty much every time I get on or off a train, but which I'm never brave enough to emulate, is how whenever the train pulls out there is very often one person or more who can't be bothered tor use the footbridge over the tracks so they simply walk across them instead.

To me it seems fantastically dangerous, as well as the obvious risk of being hit by a train I don't think I'd ever feel certain enough that none of it was electrified to simply walk across. I have a complete mental block on that which would make it impossible for me to even attempt.

Yesterday evening in Santa Iria it was a teenage girl in a Stranger Things jacket...

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Worse still, as it's obviously quicker than going up and down, the other time you see people doing it when they are worried about missing a train that is approaching and so they rush across in front of it. Don't know if I'm particularly scared of trains but their sheer size, weight, speed and noise make this utterly unthinkable for me.
You come across as a massive trainsphobe here tbh
 

WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
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@Kirpichik_u_beton

7 months ago
Почему то сразу вспоминаются миллион страшилок от носферату с этим звуком, прямиком из 2016-2018 годов. Обажаю его.




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@fusekovalski5870

@fusekovalski5870

7 months ago
Лично от этой музыки у меня мурашки по коже бегут. Трек очень атмосферный и жуткий. Будто ты единственный солдат, оставшийся в живых после обстрела со стороны врагов, на улице ночь, а перед тобой степь, будто бесконечная, и гробовая тишина, лишь редкие выстрелы вдалеке. У твоих соратников лица застыли в агонии, но они уже мертвы. У тебя идут мурашки по коже, ты боишься, сам не зная, чего. А потом, резкий крик вдалеке... Пиздец...




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@volt7771

@volt7771

9 months ago
Когда слышу эту мелодию, я представляю как стою на высоком холме, а дальше виден густой лес покрытый туманом из которого каждый раз доноситься рёв неизвестного мистического существа.




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@ugolekkk

@ugolekkk

5 months ago
Как по мне, этот трек ассоциируется со многим. Конец света, космос, постапокалипсис, одиночество в любой местности от брошенного города до снежной бури в которой слышны рычания и завывания неведомых существ. Это просто потрясающий эмбиент, который уже можно сказать легендарен. Хотя его популярность в основном состоит из крипипасты и рассказчиков историй, т.к Носферату и Кот бегемот. Для тех кому интересно есть еще линейка эмбиентов от Lustmord - это Heresy. Очень похоже по настроению и звучанию, но там есть и постапокалиптический эмбиент как part 1 так и скорее депрессивный как part 4.




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@User-sg6kv

@User-sg6kv

5 months ago
Слушая этот трек, я представляю, как я смотрю из окна 7 этажа в доме в СПб, а перед моими глазами огромный город, всё в темноте, свет нигде не горит, но силуэты домов угадываются. И ты смотришь в туманный горизонт и видишь ЭТО. Огромное существо, которое увидело тебя и шаг за шагом приближается к тебе, ты видишь его безумные глаза, полные ненависти к тебе. Выход один - БЕЖАТЬ!




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@hentaiWorld

@hentaiWorld

8 months ago
Ох зря я туда полез...




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@v1kssaaa

@v1kssaaa

1 month ago
Чувствуется какая-то атмосфера безысходности. Ещё очень похоже на Рейвенхольм из Half Life по настроению. Также, как будто грядёт что-то непоправимое и ужасное, вот это чувство неизбежности чего-то. Музыка просто шикарно передаёт эмоцию и в ней можно найти что-то своё, респект композитору




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@bababoey4914

@bababoey4914

1 day ago
Помню проходил рейвенхольм.... Эту атмосферу не передать словами




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@Yursanich

@Yursanich

5 months ago
Я искал И я нашел Я сидел и слушал это на протяжении неопределенного срока И теперь я познал страх, я познал панику, теперь моя жизнь поменялась




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@danielbruev1430

@danielbruev1430

5 months ago (edited)
Чо мне написать :чо или сколько много смысла в этом компьютере








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@vcProton

@vcProton

4 months ago
Через неделю ты забыл и опять вспомнил, так?








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@Yursanich

@Yursanich

4 months ago
@vcProton Да.








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@TheM9lta

@TheM9lta

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WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
Sam Hyde and his goons all over YT like herpes again, might need a word with the brood if it’s coming through their viewing history

Subjects of interest (judging from thumbnails) - trad wives as whores and not dating New England women ie ‘the yeast infection factory’, Fishtank, cars, cigars, cucks (sigh), poor advice from triumvirate of Jordan Peterson-David Goggins-Jocko, shit houses, shit tech, hating Dads, bbqing plastic collectibles, World Peace 2, lifting, shit games, a plethora of younger men to surround himself with (oy vey), Palestinian conflict and the most blatant racism on the entire platform

Ironic given Peterson’s fixation on Joseph Campbell’s journey of heroes, which necessitates a rebirth from death and World Peace’s cancellation demise, only for the whole shambles to be reborn yet again
 
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