The Death of Certainty

When I was a kid, I once stole a pack of gum from a grocery store.

The guilt and fear hit me the moment I stepped out past the sliding doors. The cashier gave me a look — did she know? Are the police going to track me down? Am I going to jail?

The days passed. Then weeks. Nothing happened. I never got caught.

Innocence was lost that day. And not because I had committed a crime (although… yes, that too). Innocence was lost because I realized that rules aren’t perfect.

Rules Broken

Shoplifting is wrong, kids. Don’t do it. But enforcement of the rules is a different matter. And that’s the subject of this post.

The Sacred

Less than half of violent crimes are reported to police. And less than half of those reports are eventually solved. []