Monday, May 21, 2007

Thoughts from the Theft

There are times when things happen that really make you question a lot. I mean, just to pull an example from… thin air… if, say, your car was stolen, in broad daylight, while working at a theatre, you might question the morals of people. Why would you do that? I mean I know that lots of bad things happen to people in their lives, but at what point does someone look at themselves and decide that they are willing to hurt others to get what they want? Seriously, I don't know why someone would steal my car. The cops said they think it was for dope runs. Are you kidding me? Was it worth the money, time and trouble that you are causing someone else? I guess it was for them, but wow, how does someone get to that point.

Another thing that I have to question based on this experience, is our law enforcement. Now in many ways I have a lot of respect for the profession and their existence. I think that for the most part they do a great thing, and I applaud them for it. But tell me why is it that when something really bad happens, so little can seem to be done? When I have a parking ticket, they can hunt me down like no tomorrow, but when my car is stolen and I can't remember my license plate number, somehow all options for finding such a thing is beyond them. Uhm, isn't it a government registry? Aren't you the cops? Forgive my ignorance, but it seems to me that such information should hardly be beyond them. And I am not the only one to experience such things. When my mom calls in drug dealers across the street, how can they not get arrested? When someone who steals my car say they only borrowed it how can they only do one day in jail with no fine? In reverse, how is it that a missed speeding ticket can get you carted off for several days and several hundred dollars? Enough bitching about that.

I was happy with my friends. Several of them were there for me, even though there was little that anyone could do, people trying to help out, and especially offering rides was really helpful. Actually the offers were nice, but the shots were the best. ;-) Seriously, it was nice to see that people cared, and especially a particular person whom many have doubted, made a lot of effort when they didn't have to, to both help me out, and to make me feel better. It was very interesting to see how different people react to something like this. Some people turned immediately to jokes, others tried to console, while some just ignored the problem. I don't know that any way was better than others, but seeing different reactions, was certainly interesting.

Lastly, I am fascinated to think of why this happened, cosmically if you will. As a person who believes that everything happens for a reason, I wonder what impact this event has had and what was set in motion by this seemingly destructive occurrence. Was there a relationship that changed? Was staying over at a friend's house making some sort of difference? Did going out later and missing the show I planned on seeing eventful? Or maybe seeing the show I hadn't intended. So many possibilities, it is thrilling to try and think of what might have come from something that was in many ways a negative thing. Of course the unfortunate thing is that I could never figure it out, or if I do, it could easily be a long way down the road. Still, that doesn't mean it isn't fun to speculate.

I will know tomorrow how much damage there was, and if I lost everything or nothing, etc. Regardless of these facts though, as frustrating and depressing as the weekend's events were, it is definitely something that I like to look at and think about.

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