Jeez. What ever happened to common decency among men.
So I'm driving my wife to work this morning, as I do every morning, and we stop at the atm so that she can deposit a couple of checks. While she walks across the sidewalk to the atm 15 feet away, I wait for her in the car with the engine running and my hazard lights on.
In the 3 minutes I'm waiting for her to finish at the atm, some jerk from the Department of Parking and Traffic sneaks up behind my car and writes me a $253 ticket for stopping in a bus zone.
Now I can't complain about the validity of the ticket...I was in fact stopped in a bus zone. But c'mon! It would have been much easier for him and much less expensive for me to just come up, tap on my window, and ask me to move. Instead, this asshole writes me a ticket.
And the most aggravating thing of it is that the guy walks across the street, looks back over his shoulder, and has a good laugh about it with the security guard standing there.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Car Break in's
So I was coming to my car last night after having a couple of glasses of wine with a friend when I noticed a note under my windshield wiper. I was thinking it might be somebody I know saying hey, or something to that effect. When I opened the note, it read, "Tonight I witnessed three young boys smash the passenger window of your car. Please contact security at 415-xxx-xxxx." It's then that I look in the car and notice a pile of glass sitting in the passenger seat.
What the fuck!
I took it all pretty well though. I drove home with my passenger side window sitting in the seat next to me and enjoyed the cool breeze coming in through where the window was before it was a passenger in my car. I told my wife when I got home, "The car was broken into. I'll take care of it tomorrow." Then I took a shower and went to bed.
But over night a fire was stoked that has manifested itself as a fury for those little assholes who broke into my car. I can imagine those three little bastards walking down the street peeking into car windows looking for anything of value, anything they might be able to get $5 for from whomever they get $5 from. I imagine them spying a backpack in a car that might have an electronic device in it, smashing the window. I imagine them opening the backpack and I imagine their disappointment when all the backpack has in it is books and paper and pens. Them talking to each other, "Fuck this mother fucker man. Readin' books 'n shit. Let's go steal somebody else's shit."
Then going down the road, and going down the road, and going down the road. To the next and the next and the next.
Get a fucking job you mother fucker!
Go to school!
Read a fucking book!
Stop smoking crack!
What's wrong with the world when I can't have anything nice without somebody else breaking my window and taking it? Where is the line drawn?
Something is wrong when my initial reaction to seeing my window busted in is, "Well, that's what I get for leaving my iPod out." No, that's not what I get for leaving my iPod out!
Something is wrong with this city when I can't walk two blocks out my front door without seeing broken windows littering the sidewalk in every direction, every day.
Something is wrong with this city when I have to warn all overnight guests to take anything of value out of their car, remove everything from their glove box and leave it open, or else your car will likely get broken into. And, with all those precautions taken, their car still gets broken into (it's happened twice in the last year).
Something is wrong when it's my fault for leaving something that I own inside of something else that I own.
What's wrong? What's wrong is that there are no consequences. Even if these kids get caught, nothing is going to happen. And the next time they get caught, nothing will happen. They'll go to jail, spend a night there, be let go the next day, go to court later and be let go because there's no room for them anywhere. And the sad fact is that it's probably more cost effective to let them go out and steal than it is to keep them locked up.
What's the solution? Start cutting things off. Maybe Islam has it right. You steal, you loose a hand. It's cheap, it's quick, it's easy. No appeals, no bullshit. You steal again, you loose another hand, or an eye, or an ear, or...you get the point.
And the most important thing...it's results driven. People would stop stealing real quick. They don't give a shit about the consequences of going to court. That's just a moderate inconvenience...a disruption of their day. But they sure would care about losing a hand.
So this is my first ever blog posting. It's a bit more morbid and angry than future postings may be, but that's just the space that I'm in today.
What the fuck!
I took it all pretty well though. I drove home with my passenger side window sitting in the seat next to me and enjoyed the cool breeze coming in through where the window was before it was a passenger in my car. I told my wife when I got home, "The car was broken into. I'll take care of it tomorrow." Then I took a shower and went to bed.
But over night a fire was stoked that has manifested itself as a fury for those little assholes who broke into my car. I can imagine those three little bastards walking down the street peeking into car windows looking for anything of value, anything they might be able to get $5 for from whomever they get $5 from. I imagine them spying a backpack in a car that might have an electronic device in it, smashing the window. I imagine them opening the backpack and I imagine their disappointment when all the backpack has in it is books and paper and pens. Them talking to each other, "Fuck this mother fucker man. Readin' books 'n shit. Let's go steal somebody else's shit."
Then going down the road, and going down the road, and going down the road. To the next and the next and the next.
Get a fucking job you mother fucker!
Go to school!
Read a fucking book!
Stop smoking crack!
What's wrong with the world when I can't have anything nice without somebody else breaking my window and taking it? Where is the line drawn?
Something is wrong when my initial reaction to seeing my window busted in is, "Well, that's what I get for leaving my iPod out." No, that's not what I get for leaving my iPod out!
Something is wrong with this city when I can't walk two blocks out my front door without seeing broken windows littering the sidewalk in every direction, every day.
Something is wrong with this city when I have to warn all overnight guests to take anything of value out of their car, remove everything from their glove box and leave it open, or else your car will likely get broken into. And, with all those precautions taken, their car still gets broken into (it's happened twice in the last year).
Something is wrong when it's my fault for leaving something that I own inside of something else that I own.
What's wrong? What's wrong is that there are no consequences. Even if these kids get caught, nothing is going to happen. And the next time they get caught, nothing will happen. They'll go to jail, spend a night there, be let go the next day, go to court later and be let go because there's no room for them anywhere. And the sad fact is that it's probably more cost effective to let them go out and steal than it is to keep them locked up.
What's the solution? Start cutting things off. Maybe Islam has it right. You steal, you loose a hand. It's cheap, it's quick, it's easy. No appeals, no bullshit. You steal again, you loose another hand, or an eye, or an ear, or...you get the point.
And the most important thing...it's results driven. People would stop stealing real quick. They don't give a shit about the consequences of going to court. That's just a moderate inconvenience...a disruption of their day. But they sure would care about losing a hand.
So this is my first ever blog posting. It's a bit more morbid and angry than future postings may be, but that's just the space that I'm in today.
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