The show is so entertaining it would be worth losing a car thief or two.

Nobody's going to do a DNA test on a car theft case, not around here. Too much expense for too little effect. Trust me.

In FL you used to need about 11 car theft convictions before you went to the pokey. Then the law changed a few years ago and now its down to only 8 convictions before you earn a stretch.

The system doesn't care about car thefts anymore.

When I was a young whelp growing up in upstate NY in the 60's, a single car theft conviction would send you up for about 7 years.

It's not THAT bad in my state, but in my experience most car thieves are busted behind the wheel, or running from said vehicle. Or they simply get stupid in custody and confess. Or all of the above.

When my car was broken into (radio theft) they didn't even send a cop. They just took my statement and told me to call the insurance company.

The thief even left his fucking screwdriver in my car that he had used to pop the lock.
I hope he was kicking himself. The screwdriver was probably worth more than that crappy radio.

When my kid's car was busted into right after Christmas the cops actually helped me figure out how to recover what they stole (canvas bag in front seat, looked like a purse.. no valuables but a gift and some stuff that had sentimental value from two friends)..

they said "if it wasn't anything they wanted, they probably tossed it within a mile of your house.

I drove back up the road that has no houses on it - just woods (I would have left the scene this way), looked on the left side of the road...

and found the bag and the gifts within 15 feet of the road.

But I wanted to use some DNA evidence bad!

A "sterile room"? That's like asking someone to go play in mud, then telling them to go into a pristinely white painted room, and you can "magically" tell where they went.

Asininity ftw.

When my crappy, worthless car stereo was stolen some years ago, I went straight to my local automotive store for a replacement. I complained to the spotty kid behind the counter that I didn't so much mind losing the radio, but I hated that the console got smashed up. He rolled his eyes at me with complete disgust and said, "well, how did you expect him to get it out of there?"

That was the same store where, many years before that, a different spotty kid gave me a lecture on the relative merits of various bicycle locks based on how quickly he and his mates steal bikes which use that type. I was, of course, buying a bicycle lock because my bike had just been stolen.

One of these days, I'm going to do us all a favor and cut loose with the BFG in that store.

"I'm going to do us all a favor and cut loose with the BFG in that store."

You and the Big Friendly Giant are going to crack some skulls? Why not get Willy Wonka to hold them while Matilda pistol whips them. James can swing round in his Giant Peach as the getaway driver. Head off home and you can all get smashed out of your heads with George's Marvelous Medicine.

/Roald Dahl

I think a month or two in a coma would work wonders on that clerk's attitude.

A retired NYDP detective, turned author, I used to hang out with always used to say - "nothing hurts like pain".

I guess that's another reason to quit smoking...

They find dna or prints in a GTA, it only proves that he was in the car. He can easily say, some dude gave me a ride or some dude lent me his car to run down to the liquor store, etc.

For a car burg, no dna, but I have seen prints done. The victim was connected.

Oh, wait. Someone did steal my car and they did prints. But the guy had a masterkey and was stealing the same make and model of car and dumbing it in the place of where he stole the next one. There, you have an m.o.

When I was a young whelp growing up in upstate NY

Tony, where? I grew up in Buffalo, indisputably the armpit of North America.

Buffalo. The armpit of North America.

Michael.
Please tell me you're stoned.

I'm not saying I know anything about Buffalo other than its cold and snowy in Winter.
But for crying out loud. There are so many better contenders for Armpit Of North America.

It's like you're calling George Michael the biggest queen of all time while Ru Paul is blowing you.

Heh.
Got in another one.
I'm almost getting sick of this.
Not quite yet.

Tony, where? I grew up in Buffalo, indisputably the armpit of North America.

*snort* Piker - I grew up east of Troy - galactically recognized as the flatulent rectum of the universe. It is criminal what a bunch of democrats have done in the last 30 years to a once respectable small city.

My only involvment in Troy these days is to own 60 acres of toxic waste site (Rove would be proud!) that used to be the city incinerator site. Alas, the site is only an inactive class-3 site rather than something really cool like the StringFellow acid pits.

I always considered the Newark area to be the armpit of America (and found the other one in Indiana), but that just goes to show my experiences are limited.

Ace, all the 'reasonable doubt' in the world won't help you when the police find your Lucky Bag O' Teeth. I know you have an emotional attachment and all, but that crap is evidence.

CSI that stands for Crinimals Support Institutute dont it?