In a crowd of people that massive, there is very little the
police can do. High visibilty really doesn't deter crooks if we can't see them.
Sure Mr. and Mrs. Cleaver can see the cop on the corner but I doubt the cop can
even see past the horse manure he just stepped in. 311, the non-emergency
number, got their fair share of theft reports from the festival.
It seems as if
the moment the lights were switched on, people went nuts and wanted to get
closer to the motorcade route. (That's right folks, the Lights Festival is
technically a motorcade and not a parade because parades are prohibited on the
Mag Mile....whatever, I'm sure it still costs the same!)
While I can't say that the smiles on children's faces didn't warm my heart, I
would honestly like to see this festival go the way of Venetian Night. While
I'm not trying to outdo Ebenezer Scrooge, the illegal vendors, the parking
nightmare, traffic congestion, thefts, lost kids, and a barrage of other
problems will keep me at home watching this on TV. And a "bah,humbug"
to you.
1 Comment
vaughnchicago said:
Ah, the Holidays...that time of year when we think of Peace, Love, and what number do we need to call to cancel our stolen credit cards.
Leave a Comment?
What your comment will look like:
said: