Google Groups no longer supports new Usenet posts or subscriptions. Historical content remains viewable.
Dismiss

The Short Version

0 views
Skip to first unread message

Kevin J. Maroney

unread,
Jan 12, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/12/99
to
Thursday night, 7 January.

1. Kevin gets off subway and looks for a gypsy cab to drive him home.
2. Kevin gets into a car with two unfamiliar drivers. (This is not a
surprising development, but is astoundingly stupid on Kevin's part.)
3. Half a mile from the station, in the middle of nowhere, driver's
accomplice pulls gun and says witty things like "Give me all your
fucking money!"
4. When accomplice grabs Kevin's backpack, he knocks Kevin's glasses
off.
5. We argue for a while as I try to convince him that there's nothing
in the backpack of any value to him. I fail.
6. Just across the Yonkers city line, we mutally decide that the time
has come for me to leave. They have my wallet and backpack, and I'm
not going to get them back; I have not managed to recover my glasses.
7. The car slows and stops, I get out, the accomplice pushes me so I
fall to the ground, spinning. My right shoulder and the left side of
my face are slightly banged up in the fall.
8. Somehow, my right hand ends up directly in front of the right rear
wheel of the car. Then, very shortly after, it is directly behind that
wheel, the wheel having driven over my hand.
9. Because I have lost my glasses, I have no chance of getting the
license plate number.

End of incident.

I contacted the Yonkers police; an EMT crew looked at my hand, and
determined that I could talk to the police for a while before needing
medical treatment. I filed a crime report with the Bronx police, then
talked to some of the real cab drivers at the subway station to get a
better description of the car; then I went home, got my spare glasses,
and went to the emergency room.

No broken bones, no torn or sprained anything, just some lacerations
on various parts of my hand (including a really cool-looking set of
tread-shaped welts on the back of my hand that I wish I'd had the
sense to photograph) and severe bruising of my ring finger. My hand is
already almost completely recovered, and should be healed in another
few days.

I cancelled my credit card and ATM card immediately, and stopped
payment on the checks they stole. Very little of what was in the
wallet and backpack is irreplacable, though some of it will
undoubtedly take some effort to replace. The only thing which was
*literally* irreplacable is my Duke ID card, and I can live without
that. I've already replaced my driver's license, I have another credit
card account to use while I await my replacement card, and so forth.

I'm not obsessing over the event, and I've mostly worked through the
elaborate revenge fantasies. I do wish that the thugs' mothers had
strangled them when they were hatched, but I think that's normal.

Eventually, I will write a longer version of this narrative, with
appropriate digressions (like "Why the hell would Kevin do something
so stupid as getting into a gypsy cab" and "What it's like to have a
car drive over your hand"), but for now, let this suffice.

Kevin Maroney | kmar...@crossover.com
Kitchen Staff Supervisor
The New York Review of Science Fiction
http://ebbs.english.vt.edu/olp/nyrsf/nyrsf.html

Tom Galloway

unread,
Jan 12, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/12/99
to
In article <369d86be...@client.ne.news.psi.net> kmar...@crossover.com writes:
>I'm not obsessing over the event, and I've mostly worked through the
>elaborate revenge fantasies. I do wish that the thugs' mothers had
>strangled them when they were hatched, but I think that's normal.

Darn. Here I had high hopes of seeing Kevin become an obsessed, costumed
(at least as soon as some NYC area rassferian tossed a bat through
his window), crime-fighter. With oodles of post and APA material as
Arthur and Bernadette decided which would fulfill the sidekick role
and which would fulfill the butler role in the new relationship paradigm.

Seriously, glad you're OK.

tyg t...@netcom.com

Avram Grumer

unread,
Jan 12, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/12/99
to
In article <tygF5G...@netcom.com>, t...@netcom.com (Tom Galloway) wrote:

> Darn. Here I had high hopes of seeing Kevin become an obsessed, costumed
> (at least as soon as some NYC area rassferian tossed a bat through
> his window), crime-fighter. With oodles of post and APA material as
> Arthur and Bernadette decided which would fulfill the sidekick role
> and which would fulfill the butler role in the new relationship paradigm.

"Criminals are a greedy, acquisitive lot. I need a form that will strike
fear into their cheeks...."

--
Avram Grumer | av...@bigfoot.com | http://www.bigfoot.com/~avram/

If music be the food of love, then some of it be the Twinkies of
dysfunctional relationships.

Arthur Hlavaty

unread,
Jan 13, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/13/99
to
Tom Galloway <t...@netcom.com> wrote:

: In article <369d86be...@client.ne.news.psi.net> kmar...@crossover.com writes:
:>I'm not obsessing over the event, and I've mostly worked through the
:>elaborate revenge fantasies. I do wish that the thugs' mothers had
:>strangled them when they were hatched, but I think that's normal.

: Darn. Here I had high hopes of seeing Kevin become an obsessed, costumed


: (at least as soon as some NYC area rassferian tossed a bat through
: his window), crime-fighter. With oodles of post and APA material as
: Arthur and Bernadette decided which would fulfill the sidekick role
: and which would fulfill the butler role in the new relationship paradigm.

Bernadette looks better in a cape.


--
Arthur D. Hlavaty hla...@panix.com
Church of the SuperGenius In Wile E. We Trust
\\\ E-zine available on request. ///

Mitch Wagner

unread,
Jan 13, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/13/99
to
In article <369d86be...@client.ne.news.psi.net>,
kmar...@crossover.com says...

> Thursday night, 7 January.
>
> 1. Kevin gets off subway and looks for a gypsy cab to drive him home.
> 2. Kevin gets into a car with two unfamiliar drivers. (This is not a
> surprising development, but is astoundingly stupid on Kevin's part.)
> 3. Half a mile from the station, in the middle of nowhere, driver's
> accomplice pulls gun and says witty things like "Give me all your
> fucking money!"

> No broken bones, no torn or sprained anything, just some lacerations
> on various parts of my hand (including a really cool-looking set of
> tread-shaped welts on the back of my hand that I wish I'd had the
> sense to photograph) and severe bruising of my ring finger. My hand is
> already almost completely recovered, and should be healed in another
> few days.
>

> I'm not obsessing over the event, and I've mostly worked through the
> elaborate revenge fantasies. I do wish that the thugs' mothers had
> strangled them when they were hatched, but I think that's normal.

Oh, my gosh, how awful. Glad to hear it wasn't worse than it was, though.

--
mitch w. thri...@sff.net

http://www.sff.net/people/mitchw

"If the critics unanimously take exception to one particular scene it
is advisable to move that scene to a more conspicuous place in the
program." -- Noel Coward

Loren Joseph MacGregor

unread,
Jan 13, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/13/99
to
In rec.arts.sf.fandom, Kevin J. Maroney <kmar...@crossover.com> wrote:
: Thursday night, 7 January.

: 1. Kevin gets off subway and looks for a gypsy cab to drive him home.

<snip>

Ouch. I'm pleased that you emerged relatively unscathed.

-- LJM

Nick Caldwell

unread,
Jan 13, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/13/99
to
On Tue, 12 Jan 1999 17:32:40 GMT, kmar...@crossover.com (Kevin J.
Maroney) wrote:

>Thursday night, 7 January.

(snip)

Ouch. I'm glad you got out of that mostly intact and the pellets of
flesh eating bacteria you left in your wallet soon turn them into
Mugger soup.


--
Nick Caldwell-----------------------------------------
- - M/C: a journal of media and culture - -
s32...@student.uq.edu.au | http://www.uq.edu.au/mc/
------------------------------------------------------

Julie Stampnitzky

unread,
Jan 13, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/13/99
to
On Tue, 12 Jan 1999, Avram Grumer wrote:

> In article <tygF5G...@netcom.com>, t...@netcom.com (Tom Galloway) wrote:
>

> > Darn. Here I had high hopes of seeing Kevin become an obsessed, costumed
> > (at least as soon as some NYC area rassferian tossed a bat through
> > his window), crime-fighter. With oodles of post and APA material as
> > Arthur and Bernadette decided which would fulfill the sidekick role
> > and which would fulfill the butler role in the new relationship paradigm.
>

> "Criminals are a greedy, acquisitive lot. I need a form that will strike
> fear into their cheeks...."

In the immortal words of Calvin & Hobbes: "Quick! To the bat-fax!"

--
Julie Stampnitzky
http://www.yucs.org/~jules
http://neskaya.darkover.org


Jonathan J. Baker

unread,
Jan 14, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/14/99
to
In < kmar...@crossover.com (Kevin J. Maroney) writes:

>Thursday night, 7 January.

>I'm not obsessing over the event, and I've mostly worked through the
>elaborate revenge fantasies. I do wish that the thugs' mothers had
>strangled them when they were hatched, but I think that's normal.

My sympathies. It was sufficiently unnerving being robbed at
gunpoint without all the other trappings (car, hand, glasses,
backpack).

--
Jonathan Baker | Why does Tebeth have 29 days?
jjb...@panix.com | No A"Z: we don't have a Lama in Tibet.


0 new messages