Vandals...

One thing I hate...and I try not to use this word lightly or at all, is VANDALISM. It is a senseless crime done for usually pure enjoyment or idiocy. Our neighborhood has seen its share of vandalism and I'm just sick and tired of it.

In 1996 I started our neighborhood block club. We are now called the M.O.P'sters (Morton, Oakdale, Page St.). We usually meet once a month and as a group have put an end to some of the destruction and annoyances in our area. "It takes a village" or "there is strength in numbers" are some of the sayings that come to mind and this has helped me in the past deal with the helplessness I sometimes feel when crimes like this are committed.

Unfortunately, vandalism is hard to do anything about. Having a constant watch or cameras in and around our streets and alleys is not a practical thing we can do. So, the graffiti and the window breaking is something that thoroughly enrages me and makes me feel like moving to some distant deserted island.

Now, this is the beer bottle that was thrown through our van window. What kind of beer is this? Stupid beer. Stupid beer for stupid people who drive around and throw beer bottles out of car windows and into people's vehicles. Nothing in our van was taken. They could of had a nice CD collection, folding chairs, some window washing fluid or a first aid kit but NOOOOOO, they just wanted to drink stupid beer and break windows...senseless.

My intelligent husband commented. "Do you think this would ever be a can of Guinness or a Summit EPA?...NO!" Icehouse is the beer of choice for vandals!