Confession of a Criminal (1)
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October 27, 2008, 9:49 pm
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Going to the car pound to get my car may be an experience, but it is not funny at all and I do not intend EVER to break the law again.
So I just came back with my car (Judy) from the car pound from 103rd street (very South of Chicago, close to Indiana). The serial numbers marked on every window of Judy branded Judy like a criminal. The large sticker on the window by the driver’s side seems to be there to allow the embarrassed driver to hide behind.
I experienced the full force of the state today–its monopoly on coersion.
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Sorry to hear what poor Judy has to go through… At least you got her back safe and sound now.
(PS: My car is Jacques. Funny, I’ve always seen it as a him. If you are a fan of Luc Besson’s films, you’ll know where the car got his name.)
Comment by LEAF October 29, 2008 @ 1:16 amwhy was your car impounded?
Comment by hunnie910 October 29, 2008 @ 6:22 pm