Housemate and journalist extraordinaire Kerry Howley reports that her bicycle’s front wheel just got stolen in broad daylight from bustling K Street downtown. How the hell does this happen? I understand how someone might be able to surreptitiously steal a bike seat, as often happens, but a bike wheel is pretty damn conspicuous, and presumably takes a bit of doing to get off. Are we at the point where someone pulling a wheel off a locked bike doesn’t even get an “Excuse me, what are you doing?” from passersby?
Shades of Kitty Genovese
December 19th, 2006 · 3 Comments
Tags: Washington, DC