Three criminal cases caught my eye this morning, but I lack the time to go into depth on any of them.
In Dorchester, a convenience store clerk has apparently been taking lessons from his New Hampshire colleagues. A punk tried to rob him at gunpoint, the clerk started yelling and brandishing a milk crate. The owner and the clerk chased the would-be robber away, and police later caught a suspect. The “gun” turned out to be a BB gun.
In New Hampshire, a gang member is on trial over a baseball-bat beating that left a man paralyzed from the neck down. His buddies are apparently trying the old witness-intimidation racket, and have been using cell phones to take pictures of jurors. The judge is aware of it, and is threatening to toss any would-be shutterbugs with jail time.
And in Brighton, Massachusetts, one 51-year-old guy has learned the old lesson that “if it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.” He answered an ad to become a porn movie star, and was gullible enough to send in $5,000 to the would-be producers. Surprisingly, he hasn’t heard back from them since his check cleared. Apparently his misunderstood the old truism that “there’s a sucker born every minute.”