There is a police action on the northwest corner of Beverly and Kenmore, 20 yards from my apartment. Three Millennials, two boys with horrible haircuts, ironic beards and torn Tommy Bahama shirts and one young lady with an expensive bag and very cheap shoes are talking to one of the militarily clad (female) LAPD officers whilst texting away on their cellphones.
As I wait for the light to change, the police officers come back to their cars placing brandished shotguns, pistols and rifles back where they belong.
Said three Millennials walk past me typing furiously on their phones.
Guy 1: Can we trust her?
Girl with expensive bag and bad shoes: Cops aren’t real sources.
Guy 2: Word.
Citizen journalism at its finest.