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Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Ronald Dotson decided that he'd better not go to trial on the breaking-and-entering charge. He entered a no contest plea to attempted breaking and entering. He hadn't yet entered the hardware store, I guess, to commit a theft offense. You see, the 5 foot, 4 inch, Dotson was apprehended back in October, 2006, about ten feet from a shattered plate glass window of Crandall Worthington Hardware shortly after the alarm sounded. The Ferndale, Michigan, police officer recognized him from a similar breaking-and-entering that occurred in July, 2000, in his city.

Over the years, I have found it hard to believe police officers when they claim, "Oh, yeah, I recognized him from a case six years ago," after they have had encounters with thousands of citizens and made hundreds and hundreds of arrests. You would think that there would be some doubt about the identification of Mr. Dotson. After all, he could have simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time, meandering down the street, wearing gloves, chancing upon the storefront where the window had been shattered by some young hooligans. After all, it was close to Halloween, and the Detroit area is notorious for pranksters running around and breaking windows and setting fire to cars, buildings, and people in anticipation of getting candy on Halloween.

But, as luck would have it, back in July, 2000, Mr. Dotson stole a female mannequin from a storefront; and so, the cop remembered him. After all, there was a mannequin in a French Maid outfit in the window of the hardware store, where the police officer found Mr. Dotson.

And Mr. Dotson was convicted in another suburb of Detroit in 1997, 2000, and 2004 for breaking into women's clothing stores in search of the ultimate artificial female.

And in 1993, he was in the alley behind a women's clothing store cavorting with three woman dressed in lingerie, all mannequins, seeking fulfillment.

At his hearing on Friday, he told the female judge, a real woman, "I thought I was getting my life together," which only a guy with a long criminal history could say with a straight face, especially after he was out of prison for six whole days before this last attempt to find the perfect woman.

The judge gave him 1 1/2 - to - 30 years in the slammer, hoping that he could get his life together there. And to think, he could have ordered his very own, hand-selected, Ladies Full Size Mannequin, Style No. MN-047, for $99, and had it by UPS Ground in five days.

Posted by Bill at January 29, 2007 01:15 PM