They caught him.

A nationwide manhunt for Philadelphia’s cop-killing John Lewis has ended in Miami. After shooting hoops with Dwayne Wade in the American Airlines Arena and making a new music video with Will Smith, Lewis ducked into the Miami Rescue Mission for some soup and stale donuts. Police found him at the homeless shelter’s chapel praying to God that no one would find him.

Lewis was then dragged out of the shelter, screaming, “There is no God!”

It’s good for the country, the city, and especially the family of slain police officer Chuck Cassidy that they caught this guy. But things didn’t have to turn out this well — a smarter criminal might still be on the loose. I know that if I were John Lewis, and I didn’t want anyone to find me, I wouldn’t have stepped foot outside Philly.

This city might be the safest place on Earth for criminals. Unless you go and drown yourself in the Schuykill, chances are police will not find you. At least, that’s the impression I got from the travesty the police department called a manhunt. After John Lewis fled the scene of the crime (if you call this fleeing) Philly’s finest went on the hunt for a stocky man with a spider tattoo on his hand. So zealous were searchers that they arrested the same innocent guy twice. But still, that’s OK, right? I mean, so long as the information accurate.

‘Cause . . . like . . . the information is accurate, right?

Oops.

I dunno. I’m no fugitive, but I was pretty good at hide-and-seek back in kindergarten. If I’m in a crime-plagued city with an incompetent police department that repeteadly arrests the same guy because he matches their wrong description, I think I stay put.

Tags: crime, John Lewis, PPD

This entry was posted on Tuesday, November 6th, 2007 at 1:18 pm and is filed under Philadelphia. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.