One of blogHOUSTON’s buddies experienced Houston’s crime problem, up close and personal:
I got robbed last night. I had some car trouble and was waiting for AAA to arrive when I was approached by three youths. The subsequent exchange went like this:
Punk: Let me see that phone.
Me: NoThen the punk slugged me over the head with something hard, and I dropped like a sack of hammers. When I came to, I was missing my cell phone, PDA and wallet. The wallet was found this morning near a Dumpster at a nearby apartment complex.
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It’s a shame that good cops are hamstrung by an administration that cares more about jaywalking-ticket revenue than they do about the knot on my head.
Ugh. We hope your head is feeling better soon and are very happy that you are (relatively) okay. (There’s a joke in there about Matt’s hard head, but I’m not going to make it.)
I suppose it’s not very reassuring to think that if the bad guys jaywalk or run a red light, they’ll get a ticket.
