There is a bus stop just outside my residence. It’s an ordinary bus stop, nothing more and nothing less. It’s particularly useful at 4am, because the night bus from central London stops there, helping me avoid walking through the rather sketchy late night scene of my neighbourhood.
This bus stop has an interesting habit of getting its windows smashed a few times a month. On my walk to the corner store, I know everything is alright in the world when I see the familiar safety-glass shards scattered liberally across the sidewalk. What good are roaming drunks if they don’t bother to vandalize public property?
This afternoon, however, things went a little further. Not only did the bus stop windows get smashed again, but the drunks got a little more creative this time. They got themselves a road median marker (think a large, heavy, fluorescent yellow traffic cone) and put it to optimal, destructive use.
I didn’t witness this event firsthand, but from the crime scene I gather that median markers are quite able at smashing through bus stop windows. Never underestimate the power of alcohol.