Saturday, June 06, 2009

Concerning the Criminal

I see a lot of criminal activity as I walk through the Warrendale neighborhood.

For starters, there's the group of 4 gang members that I saw this evening at the corner of W. Warren and Minock.

Then there are all of those drive-by drug deals that happen on our residential streets. I've written about this a few thousand times since I started this blog.

While it's not a criminal matter, there's also the fact that Warrendale - like most of Detroit's neighborhoods - has hundreds of vacant homes with grass that reaches up to one's waist because no one has cut it in over a year.

In most cities, these things would be dealt with expeditiously. In Detroit, we've suffered an onslaught of inept leaders who have made one excuse after another as to why we can't afford to hire enough police officers but can afford a litany of blatantly stupid things.

Luckily, there is an election in a few months. We will deal with those matters then with our mayoral and city council candidates.

In the meantime, I feel suddenly compelled to comment on another scenario that is completely different. I feel compelled to discuss crimes against fashion, of all things.

If you weigh more than 300 lbs. then you really, really should not ever allow yourself to be seen in public in an outfit that consists entirely of leather and chains - especially when this aforementioned ensemble covers less than 50% of your torso.

I'm just saying.

Unfortunately, I saw someone who needed this reminder. He was on his way into Diamond Jim's Saloon (19650 W. Warren). I was getting cash from the Comerica ATM next door to it and could not help but see him as I left.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I have to head back out. I need to drink enough alcohol to erase this mental image from my mind.

This has been a public service announcement from the your friendly neighborhood Straight Guys Division of the Fashion Police.


whatthehelen said...

I came up behind one of those drug deals on Dayton Street. They passed drugs and money between the drivers while passing by each other. I tried to get the plate number of the dealer, but he was pretty slick and pulled off in a different direction. Last night I was SURE I heard gun shots, but then I thought I was dreaming. This morning on the news I heard that someone was killed on Ashton Street, but I have to see if was this end of Ashton or further north. Scary, very scary.

whatthehelen said...

Learned it was on the east side..........