I was fresh back to Detroit about to leave town again in the morning, I had promised a friend a CD and forgot the CD the first time I gave it to them... anyways it's like 1 or 2am and I'm rolling home and I see a guy get stabbed or punched and then kicked by a group of 3 younger dudes... he's down for the count.... I was passing so it was hard to tell how the stomach blow worked (knife?  no knife?) but he went down and balled up pretty fast, then he was still as hell while the kids ran his pockets and stomped him then jet off into the night, So I call 911 and tell 'em "yo an old guy is balled up on the ground on the sidewalk on the northside of six mile just east of Hubbell.  Three guys just stomped him and got his wallet."  Know what the operator asks me?

Was the man on the sidewalk Black or White.  Seriously?  I said "I don't know."  

She didn't need his race to find the guy, I said, "just look for the guy balled up laying really still in that area."

She said okay.  We're dispatching  a paramedic and a police.

She didn't ask about the perps.  I guess she assumed on that...

it's fucked up out here.  It's crazy.  I wonder if he was alive.