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Team Robespierre - 88th Precinct
I was always curious about the location of the 88th precinct. After being mugged and attacked last night, there were several moments when I smiled and just laughed to myself - the power of humor cant be underestimated. One of the favorites was when we went to the precinct for the first time. As I approached the building I looked up above the entrance to a sign which said: 88th Precinct. For the rest of the night this song was running through my head.
Update: including my own account of a run-in, to which The What responds!
did i mention that i got punched in the face? i spent some quality time with the good officers and detectives of the 88th precinct, but a positive id was near impossible. while riding around in the patrol car after being mugged, three other calls came in over the radio nearly identical to my case. just without the face punching.
LESSON, people: don’t walk down a dark, deserted street talking on the phone late at night, no matter how close you are to an area where you think people don’t get mugged. it happened. be smart(er).
One comical development in particular was that the thugs who stole my phone were receiving the tweets on my phone and actually responded to them - so, they twittered on my account via my stolen phone!!! Check it out, the ALL CAPS is default on my stolen cell. At first I asked @alexlines to delete them, but they are kind of amazing and hilarious at the same time and record an indelible moment in time. There’s got to be a great name for this hijackd tweet. Twitter, comedy as well as support/community.
And friends of family were checking in on me to see if I was ok or there was anything they could do.
And it really was nice not to go through this alone. Not to put too fine a point on it, but it was a product of the technology. Obviously, i was lucky to have another phone to access family and friends - and mostly to tell them i was ok, especially my mom who, let’s be honest, was freaking out. She heard the attack.
Tonight was a weird one. While walking home in Ft. Greene, two teenagers punched me in the face and took my crappy 4 year old cell phone. I had my work cell phone in my pocket and this is my first tweet post-punch.
