I read a story on InForum today about a woman who stole a police car and then led the police on a chase through Fergus Falls. The woman was quite intoxicated at the time and was in the squad car because the officer was preparing to take her to detox. Alas, she made her way into the front seat while the officer was otherwise occupied and went about her way. I imagine the officer was a tad horrified that his squad car got away from him. He tried to jump into the back seat as the woman took off, but he was thrown from the car. That is what I would call adding injury to insult.
I must confess though, I feel a little sorry for the woman. I can’t help but feel that she was set up for failure from birth. I feel this way because her name is Naveena Badmoccasin. Come on – bad moccasin? If you saddle a kid with such a name you are setting the stage for a self-fulfilling prophecy. Naveena is a beautiful name…too bad she cannot just use her first name like Cher or Madonna do. I am sure there is some great heritage in her name and that it is not in-and-of-itself defining of her, but let’s face it – it doesn’t help.
Now poor Naveena has more issues than just being a beligerent drunk who the police believe may have assaulted someone. Now she faces charges for “assault, fleeing, theft, criminal vehicular homicide and driving under the influence of alcohol” – ouch. I am not sure why the criminal vehicular homicide was thrown in. Perhaps it was for the officer whose squad she took off in. He only received minor physical injuries, but no doubt the wound to his ego was deadly. I imagine that story will stick with him over the length of his career just like Naveena’s last name. I hope Naveena gets beyond this event, gets her act together, and realizes that she has to make better choices both because, and in spite, of her name.
Day one thousand two hundred and twenty-nine of the new forty – obla di obla da