"When I was hungry, you fed me. When I was thirsty, you gave me drink. When I was a stranger, you welcomed me."
Not In Broward.
You can share many things in Broward- ideas, talk, money, rides to work, perhaps even bodily fluids during spring break.
But you can't share food. Nope. It's a crime, because after all, it's Broweird.
Last week the
PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND WALK AWAY FROM THE PLATE OF FOOD!
From one of the accused in the report here:
One of the police officers said, 'Drop that plate right now,' as if I were carrying a weapon," said Abbott, who runs a nonprofit group called Love Thy Neighbor, Inc. "It's man's inhumanity to man is all it is."
You can almost imagine the city commission meetings up there:
"We can ban the United Way, shut down those pesky charities and ask for some minimum mandatories for even associating with the ACLU. This business of helping people is going to END now on our watch! Ft. Lauderdale will assume it's rightful place as the meanest city in the world!"
Then the commission members jump to their feet in ecstasy, visions not just of hundreds of homeless people being arrested, but their benefactors being imprisoned as well.
And sitting in the corner, nodding with a small smile, the man the myth, the legend, the prosecutor who refuses to ever exercise discretion and who directs his minions to try even innocent defendants with the credo "let the jury decide" Mike Satz.
Wonderful town they have up their, if you're not poor, hungry, or generous.
See You In Court.