Now, I'm usually okay with the police. As I am past the age of twenty-one, any illegal activities I may pursue tend to be fairly innocuous, and I'm happy to pay the taxes that pay their salaries so they can keep us all safe (insofar as anyone is happy to pay taxes), and there is one very nice lady Sergeant down on Carroll Street who was very generous in helping me out with some costumes I needed for a film this spring.
But seriously? Check out the little sidebar on the Cap Times website listing 'other stories'. Such as:
-Woman needs 4 stitches after being mugged downtown
-Man arrested for fifth OWI after allegedly driving in wrong lane at cop
-Man beaten by two men on Frances Street
-Three teens arrested fleeing scene of alleged burglary
-Teen allegedly mugs student, UW cops make arrest
-Panty Raid at East Towne: 500 panties stolen from Victoria's Secret
Can we please prioritize for just like a goddamn second here? We've got some serious problems out on the mean streets of Madison, and I leave you with the Cap Times' warning (which works on levels both literal and, perhaps, deeply metaphorical): "If someone offers to sell you women's panties at a deep discount, there's a good chance the undies are hot."
God, check out the caption under the picture on that article.
ReplyDeleteHere's the scene I want to observe (or create):
Tripke, a beat officer at the time, remembers hearing the beleaguered cops on the radio. "You'd hear them huffing and puffing in the background, 'I'm in pursuit of a bike,' " he says.