Wednesday, June 24: Tune It Or Die!
AND IN OTHER NEWS, BATMAN MUGGED A NUN
by Rob Lopresti
It has not been a great week for the forces of law and order, has it? One story after another has suggested we can’t tell the good guys from the bad guys without a scorecard, or at least an unsealed indictment. Here are the news reports that caught my eye.
The peril of a slump in crime
When Sherri Rasmussen was robbed and murdered in her home her father told the police to investigate his new son-in-law’s former girlfriend, a Los Angeles policewoman. The detectives reportedly told him he had been watching too much television.
Twenty years later a drop in the homicide rate gave the crime lab a chance to re-examine the evidence. DNA tests proved the attacker had been a woman.
Hmm…
It probably wasn’t too hard for the homicide detectives to investigate Detrective Stephanie Lazarus, because she was working in the Art Fraud office, just across the hall. After sneaking a DNA sample from her they asked her to come to the jail to help question a suspect. Once she had turned in her gun at the jail house she was told that she was the suspect. She is awaiting trial.
Who are you going to believe: me or your lying eyes?
In Queens, New York, undercover cops spent two hours in a bar and then had six men arrested for selling them cocaine.
Two of the arrested men were brothers, José and Maximo Colon. While they were in jail the convenience store they owned went out of business because they lost their licenses to sell tobacco, alcohol, and lottery tickets.
Finally José got out of jail and went back to the bar where he had been arrested. He and the owner went through the surveillance tapes which showed that he and his brother had been sitting at the bar, minding their own business, during the time the undercover officers claimed they had been selling cocaine.
The Colon brothers’ attorney, a former prosecutor, said that when she saw the tapes “I almost threw up.” She was thinking of the thousands of cases she had prosecuted on similar undercover testimony.
Officer Henry Tavarez and Detective Stephen Anderson are awaiting trial on charges of drug dealing, among other things. The vindicated brothers are suing the city for ten million. Sometimes Big Brother roots for the little guy, I guess.
Paparazzi, Coparazzi
So, these stories demonstrate that things can get a little odd on the crazy coasts. But surely in the Midwest, America’s Heartland ™, nothing like that goes on, right?
Don’t tell that to a woman in Martins Ferry, Ohio. She is the surrogate carrying the baby of Matthew Broderick and Sarah Jessica Parker. Now it is being reported that someone conspired to break into her house, hoping to find souvenirs that could be sold to a tabloid newspaper.
By now you are probably suspecting it was a policeman. Well, you’re wrong. Apparently it was two of them, and not just any cops, either. The alleged conspirators are Martins Ferry Chief of Police Barry Carpenter and Bridgeport Chief of Police Chad Dojack.
A presumption and a happy thought
Of course, all of these folks are innocent until proven guilty.
And who would know that better than them?
I read about those, Rob!
That Colon brothers situation was a near thing. How do you prove a negative, that you didn’t do the crime? Reportedly, once the cops were outside the bar, they danced down the street!
“Don’t tell that to a woman in Martins Ferry, Ohio.”
Man, that was a trip, reading that. It got weirder hitting the link and find the story in the Wheeling Intelligencer newspaper (I grew up in Wheeling*, and know Martins Ferry well). It’s nice to see that my old stomping grounds are as newsworthy as ever!
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*Wheeling: the former capitol of two different states, and now the capitol of neither.
Like J.F., I know Martins Ferry well. Love that entire area, but it bears as much similarity to the Midwest as I do to Brad Pitt. It’s part of the old Industrial Valley, none of which should ever have been placed in Ohio.
If you believe people who categorize regions, at Martins Ferry you are in the Midwest. Cross the river and you supposedly are in the South. Drive a few miles across the narrow panhandle and you are in Pennsylvania, the East. We definitely need to redraw the boundaries and create a 52nd state, one we might call Penohva.
As for cops, someday I may write about a few of them I have known well.
I could add that my former boss moved his family from the crime of the big city (Wichita, KS) to a nearby small town. One of their neighbors was connected to local Law Enforcement as an Animal Control officer, as well as being a stalwart member of his church. My boss and his family felt safe. Then it was revealed their neighbor had a secret life as a serial killer…
Don’t leave us hanging there, Jeff!
>AND IN OTHER NEWS, BATMAN MUGGED A NUN
I hope it was one of those mean sisters.
The initials “BTK” should ring a grim bell…