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My sister is having a bad summer.
In fact, even as I’m typing this, Peggy is at D.C. police headquarters.
We had dinner in Georgetown recently and when we came back to my house, where her car was parked, she was short a Buick.
Two polite officers who responded to our call said they could do little, amid a rash of brazen car thefts by teenagers.
One officer said that, even if they saw the perp driving in her car, they could not chase him, because of laws passed by the D.C. Council.
Kids — some too young to drive legally — can just hot-wire cars to go home. Two 15-year-olds are charged in a carjacking attack on a former DOGE employee that helped
set off President Trump’s crusade on crime in D.C. The council has been notoriously lax toward juvenile offenders.
The next morning, though, an officer from Prince George’s County, a working-class Maryland suburb, banged on her door. Her car was found in a park, running, nearly out of gas.
Then, icing on the cake, she got over $1,800 worth of speed-camera tickets that the car thieves had racked up going 70 in 25-mile-per-hour zones, and some for running red lights. One ticket revealed that the car was stolen just after she got out of it, at 7 p.m., still light outside. For all we know, the thieves watched her get out. She had to go down to headquarters on Friday to get the police report so she could appeal the tickets.
It’s hardly the most heinous crime, but you hear a lot about Washingtonians and their personal experiences being preyed on.
It’s Maureen Dowd.