There are 18,000 people in our suburb, but there’s evidence that it is nonetheless a small town.
Sitting out on a table near the checkouts at the grocery store the other morning was the most recent issue of our local police newsletter. Always good reading. Especially this item:
“(An officer) was on patrol late one night, when he came across a naked male and female having sex in a field of East Lawn Park.”
“Uhh … do it, baby .. uhh … mmm … mmm-hmm!”
“Doin’ It,” Ike and Tina Turner and The Ikettes, from “Come Together,” 1970. Out of print.
Oh, but it gets better.
“Upon seeing the officer, both took off running down the trail into Green Bay. The female was apprehended shortly thereafter …”
“In the daytime Mary Hill was a teaser/Come the night she was such a pleaser/Oh, Mary Hill was such a thrill after dark/In Cherry Hill Park.”
“Cherry Hill Park,” Billy Joe Royal, 1969, from “Billy Joe Royal Greatest Hits,” a 1989 CD release on Columbia. It’s out of print, but Amazon has mp3s. (The single is Columbia 44902. Thanks, Whiteray!)
Oh, but it gets better still.
” … however the male, in an attempt to avoid responding officers, swam out into the middle of the East River. Eventually, he gave up after being told a (police dog) was being deployed to bring him back to shore.”
“Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me/Til I can’t, til I can’t, til I can’t take no more of it/Take me to the water, drop me in the river/Push me in the water, drop me in the river.”
“I don’t know why I love you like I do/All the troubles you put me through.”
“Take Me To The River,” Talking Heads, from “More Songs About Buildings and Food,” 1978.
Just one question: How, exactly, is this a threat to the public’s safety?
“I ain’t hurtin’ nobody/I ain’t hurtin’ no one/Hurtin’ nobody/Hurtin’ no one.”
“Ain’t Hurtin’ Nobody,” John Prine, from “Lost Dogs and Mixed Blessings,” 1995.