Wrong Lincoln

Among the email I received this week was this complaint about the neighbors' dogs:

Dear PD,

My wife and I live in the Eastland Shores subdivision. We're certainly dog lovers, but there are some owners in the neighborhood who let their dogs run free. Most of them are aggressive, enter other properties and bark viciously at just about anybody. They dig up our flower beds, crap all over the yard and in at least one case tore up some plants. The neighbors cannot go to their mailbox or walk their dogs because of the aggressiveness of these animals. Please counsel us on what actions we can legally take. Are there leash laws in Lincoln? Sorry for the nature of this complaint... This is anything but high crime, but we're fed up. Thanks in advance for your response.

Eastland Shores? I thought I was reasonably good at Lincoln geography, but this one had me stumped. We’re a little short on subdivisions with “shores” around here. A little research on maps.live.com, however, revealed that the couple is in Lincoln, Alabama. Needless to say, they were a little embarrassed. Nice neighborhood—except for the dogs, that is.

Nodes and segments

A minor dust-up in Lincoln occurred this week when a local used car dealer, Todd Carpenter, put up a sign in front of his business blaming our Mayor for the fact that he’s going out of business. Mr. Carpenter asserts that the City’s action in redesigning the traffic flow on the streets adjacent to his car lot back in 2002 is the root cause of his business difficulties.

Disregarding the fact that Mayor Beutler was still four years away from being elected to City office at the time the change was made, and ignoring the fact that Mr. Carpenter was compensated to the tune of $375,000 for the loss of his right of way and reduction of his frontage access, I was still curious. My curiosity concerned the efficacy of the traffic flow redesign—Lincoln’s most recent use of one-way pairs. I’ve blogged about some of the impacts of these traffic engineering projects before.

This one, however, wasn’t quite as easy as 9th & Van Dorn, or 33rd & Sheridan. The area effected actually encompasses O Street, 56th Street, N and P Streets, and Cotner Boulevard. Counting the accidents requires including each of the adjacent intersections and each of the street segments between those nodes. On the map below, the intersections are yellow dots, and the segments and the magenta lines.


The task is also complicated by the fact that there was a considerable amount of construction and periods of street closures in the affected area during the early part of the decade. So, just to avoid that impact, I simply counted the number of crashes on these segments and at these nodes for a before-and-after period of 1998 and 2008. In 1998, the total was 97. In 2008 the total was 58. That’s a 40% reduction. Chalk up another one to the engineers.

Three hots and a cot

With regard to felony crimes when charges are pending, I must be circumspect in my comments. Nothing, however, would keep me from posting a link to a newspaper article that quotes from the public-record court document referred to as the probable cause affidavit.

Sex offender residency restrictions

I had the opportunity to write a journal article for the current issue of Criminal Justice Policy Review, reacting to a series of research articles in the March issue on the subject of sex offender residency restrictions. It’s not free, so let me sum it up in a few sentences: residency restrictions don’t work very well. There are some unintended consequences that could be counterproductive. It is wise public policy (like Nebraska) to limit the distance in residency restrictions to something reasonable.

Lincoln’s restriction of 500 ft. from a school for high risk offenders whose victims were children is judicious. It was a public policy carefully crafted to avoid the result of making housing unavailable to sex offenders, forcing them underground or into small “sex offender ghettos,” and destabilizing offenders to the detriment of public safety. We keep a close watch on those who are subject to the restriction, using some pretty sophisticated GIS work to automate this surveillance.

We have had several cases like this, most recently on February 12th, when we found a restricted offender living within 415 ft. of Prescott Elementary School, and issued a citation for the violation. He has subsequently moved, and is now in compliance with the law.

Hot product

Officer Vicki Bourg, the school resource officer at Northstar High School, is growing tired of the number of iPods being reported stolen by high school students. We discussed this trend at last week’s ACUDAT meeting, and it’s pretty obvious that the Apple iPod is a hot product for thieves at the moment.

In 2008, we had 242 burglaries or thefts where iPods were among the stolen goods. This list of iPods reported stolen in the past 120 days is not complete—it’s only those for which we had a serial number or other identifying mark.

A decade ago, Dr. Ronald Clarke coined the acronym CRAVED to describe hot products that are common targets for crime: Concealable, Removable, Available, Valuable, Enjoyable, Disposable. The iPod fits the bill perfectly. The same characteristics that make it a desirable consumer products also make it a likely target for thieves.

Vicki should take heart in the knowledge that hot products inevitably come and go. A few years ago, it seemed like virtually every larceny from auto and residential burglary involved the theft of a case-full of CDs. That has dropped way off now—only 140 burglaries and thefts listed CDs in 2008. Hot products in my rookie year would have included things like 8-track tapes and CB radios!

Reducing the theft of iPods or any other hot product is usually a matter of working on the Ducks.

Caught on camera

The rapid proliferation of video recording systems has certainly changed criminal investigations. As I have noted before, we’re all being caught on camera several times daily as we go about our normal business. From the investigative standpoint, this has opened up a rich vein of information that can be effectively mined to help solve crime. I’ve blogged about such cases in the past.

Wednesday’s arrest of a suspect in a startling daytime sexual assault of a 14 year old victim near one of the busiest intersections in Lincoln is another case in point. The victim reported that the suspect walked towards a nearby convenience store after the assault. Follow-up work by investigators turned up some very good video from the store showing a subject who matched the description of the suspect provided by the victim.

Still shots were released to the news media the same day we received the video, and were seen by a few hundred thousand viewers on the Tuesday evening newscasts and Wednesday morning paper. Tips started coming in thereafter. Investigator Mayde McGuire showed the image around in a neighborhood canvass where one Crimestoppers caller reported having seen the suspect, and during that canvas, he was positively identified. Officer McGuire found him walking in the same vicinity, and the arrest was made.

The chances of clearing this case without the video would have been considerably less. Say what you may about the loss of privacy (have I mentioned that it might be wise to refrain from adjusting your underwear on on elevator anymore?), these camera systems are a boon to investigators, and a bane to criminals.

Short strides

My post last Friday about auto theft generated quite a few comments. One of those, posted on Monday at 2:20 PM, was from a reader who noted a Sunday auto theft case with a depressingly common modus operandi: the victim had left the car running, unlocked, with the keys in the ignition.

Well, around 2:00 AM on Tuesday morning, Officer Jason Wesch, who took the initial report, made a nice find when he spotted the stolen Pontiac parked at 10th and B Streets--just a few blocks from the initial theft. As he approached the car, he was surprised to see a subject exit the door and dash.

The suspect was taken into custody, all 4'5" and 106 lbs. of him, after a short foot pursuit. Short indeed. You can't get much speed up with that kind of stride length. This errant 14 year old is off to quite a start, as this is the 11th time we've made the juvenile equivalent of an adult arrest on him. His mug shot is so cute, you just want to squeeze his little cheeks. I hope something happens that changes his trajectory.

Truman show

Remember the movie? Jim Carrey Tom Hanks is blissfully whisking around Seahaven Pleasantville, unaware that his every thought and move is being monitored, recorded, and produced as a television show?

I get some unusual mail. It normally comes handwritten, single spaced, in cursive, and is several pages long. As soon as my assistant opens the envelope, she knows it's one of those. These lengthy letters are usually a circuitous tale about some unintelligible form of mind control that the author has been subjected to by some individual or organization for no apparent reason. I suppose one or two letters of this type arrive each month. They are all different, but have some common themes of mysterious transmission of energy or implantation of devices in the author's head or home, the hearing of voices, surveillance through such household fixtures as the TV or toilet, having their mind read; bodily functions being inexplicably controlled remotely by others, and so forth.

One day I was in my office being interviewed by a Lincoln Journal Star reporter (who later became the Governor's spokesman), when I took a phone call from a woman who was suffering from this same type of delusion. The neighbors were beaming some kind of energy into her home. Her chief complaint was that this was causing her to have unanticipated bowel movements at inconvenient times. I asked her if she had told her personal physician about this issue (she had not), and gave her some encouragement to do so. I got his name, and offered to call for an appointment on her behalf. We chatted for about 5 minutes, and I could tell she felt better, and she promised to follow through with her doctor. I think the reporter was amazed and impressed

Last night, I received one via email. I pasted the text into a document, so I could do a word count. It is 10,682 words in 17 pages of single spaced text with nary a single paragraph break. The author is a 60 year old woman in Illinois. She has the usual symptoms: since a new neighbor moved into the townhouse next door a few years ago, he and his wife along with their criminal gang have somehow implanted both audio and visual monitoring devices in her skull:

"There is a gang in my neighborhood that consists of mostly males, and through some sort of (sophisticated) electronic, electro-field, ultrasound, satellite or some other method/application of surveillance has somehow tapped/set-up/hooked into me/my body and are intercranially stalking me 24/7365."

She has a rather unusual last name, and just out of curiosity I googled that. She shows up on a number of web forums. Apparently there are support groups for the intercranially stalked. Having heard the same basic delusion from diverse sources repeatedly during my entire career, I've always wondered how so many people have such similar delusions relating to plumbing fixtures, radio energy, dental work, and automobile mufflers.