Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Protecting and Serving: Chicago's Finest

I was enjoying a night of shopping with a few friends on a cool Chicago night as we strolled down rush street to our next destination. As we crossed over Chicago Ave. in front of a Chicago Police paddy wagon we were suddenly illuminated by the car's spotlight. The policemen inside began
whistling out of their windows as they followed us with the spotlight. We laughed it off, finding it odd but funny. Yet, after some talk we wondered what the police are not seeing when they are too busy shouting catcalls at Chicago women.