London? San Francisco?
Would you believe Bedford Park, Bronx?
In the middle of the journey of my life, I am--as always--a woman on a bike. Although I do not know where this road will lead, the way is not lost, for I have arrived here. And I am on my bicycle, again.
I am Justine Valinotti.
“Caution” tape blocks off a section of a parking garage. Kids on bikes take it down.
It’s annoying, to be sure. But kids do things like that all the time. So how, if at all, should those kids be disciplined?
I don’t think even a parent who’s a martinet would approve of how Melvin Anthony Kennedy handled the situation last week.
The California mall security guard shouted at the youngsters. Then he pursued them in the mall’s security vehicle.
He struck one of the children—deliberately, according to San Rafael police—and drove away.
Later, he returned to the scene and turned himself in to police. He’s faces charges of assault with a deadly weapon and child abuse.
All because some kids saw that two-story parking garage as a slalom course and couldn’t see why the area was cordoned off.
The youth he struck was treated for non-life-threatening injuries.
Yesterday’s military parade in Washington DC was a birthday bash for the Fake Tan Fūhrer, I mean, celebration of the US Army’s 250th anniversary.
I’ve marched in a few parades but I am not a fan of them in general. If I were to have one, however, it might look something like this: