Thursday, August 04, 2005

It isn't for everyone.

My husband awoke at 4:30 this morning by the Chicago Police Department. Somebody had stolen our car. Not just our car, several cars from our parking lot across the street. Pretty easy, it was, some guy just broke in the valet shack and grabbed 4 rings of keys. He was caught in a nearby parking lot in the act of moving his things from a stolen Saab into my car. Apparently, he was going to keep mine for himself. I'm flattered.

George asked how they even knew the car was stolen. "Well," stammered the police officer, "he just didn't look like the kind of guy who would be driving a Lexus." To be more frank, he didn't think the African American male (clean shaven and decently dressed, by the way) should be climbing into a new Lexus at 2:00 in the morning. It turns out guy has a rap sheet a mile long, in fact he is currently on probation from his last auto theft.

On any other day, I'd be all over this. I live in a somewhat diverse neighborhood - well that's not accurate. This is Chicago and there are very few diverse neighborhoods. I live in an area where two neighborhoods come together and are beginning to blend. They are both middle class with some affluence on both ends. So, I know several African-American folk who drive cars way nicer than mine. Except I just received my first, truly beautiful, luxurious car (thank you, thank you, thank you George), so their cars are now only somewhat nicer than mine. Anyway, it shouldn't be unusual for a black guy to get into a Lexus or Saab or Mercedes or BMW or whatever at any time of the night. But, well, I guess if you're black, the Chicago Police Department thinks that it is unusual.

Is this an example of racial profiling? Or was the officer moved by the Holy Spirit?

I shouldn't complain. Thanks guys for getting my car back, whatever it was.


  1. Yeah, I am technically mom of 7. I have had 3 and have 4 step kids. My 3 were all c-sections.

    As far as crafts, I have several cross stitches started, several scrapbooks started...that's about it right now. I also want to make my kids some patchwork quilts out of clothes and stuff that were/are special to them.

    Thank God you found your car again!!! That's a darn nice car!!!

  2. Thanks, Love Mom. You're family seems more like mine - that I grew up in. You must have laughed then when I said effortlessly. I guess there is no child bearing or rearing that is effortless. You're still a mother-goddess to me. By the way, are you and crazy lady sisters? If so, how appropriate that the two nicest, most supportive people I've met on the Internet are related. My sister has a blog called Check her out.

  3. Well, to be more precise, we are sister- in - laws. I am married to her brother. But, in my heart of all hearts, she is my sister through and through.

    When we first married, she was the only one out the family that accepted me, and was truly happy we were together. Her support through that time was the only thing that helped me make it through. It is a long story, but needless to say, his family did everything in their power to break us up.

    Good to hear about your car. Seems weird to me, here I leave my keys in the car all the time, no one to steal them except maybe the coyotes!LOL!

  4. Yes, in my heart of hearts she is my sister too. I love her to pieces...pieces I tell ya.

    I also find it weird about the car. We do lock our car all the time but...we rarely lock our house. They'll get in whether our door is locked or not...make it easy for them. If they need it bad enough to steal it, they need it worse than I.

    Gonna go check out your sister's blog while I'm here.