A Black man was wrongly convicted
of murder. He had an alibi. He rented
a car from Hertz within five minutes of
the killing—he couldn’t have done it.
All Hertz had to do was print a receipt
for the man, backing him up. Hertz ignored
three judges’ orders and two subpoenas,
apparently unable to be bothered to print
out a little scroll of cheap, white paper.
Five years for one paper.
I guess this wasn’t really an issue of luck,
but it certainly was Bad. Real fucking bad.
Not finger-wagging bad, but a temple-tapping,
holy-shit-that’s-fucking-crazy-fucked-up bad.
Now this guy is suing the fucking shit out
of Hertz. I wish it was an eye-for-an-eye
thing here, and Hertz could go to that
magical place called ‘Away’ for five years.
I hope Hertz hurts. I don’t think they will,
but they might.