Previously on cereal.

We're trying to get rid of cases if somebody is offered a plea to a misdemeanor, you take it.

Then you're pregnant now.

Wonderful.

Sweet, don't worry, I'm not, listen, I'm not going to press charges, it doesn't matter.

You're fine, but I have to take you to jail because you hit a policeman.

And yes, there's lots of people on the floor and there is another woman kicking her.

Why can't you guys helping?

I kept trying to tell him.

There's more to this story.

And I don't know what you want me to tell you, but that's the honest guy is true.

From this American life in W be easy Chicago, it's serial. One courthouse

told week by week. I went to a meeting about community policing in Cleveland.

The police department had invited people to a banquet hall for a workshop.

Big round tables filled the space. Representatives from the police

department were sprinkled throughout and each table had a moderator to keep things

moving. The group was supposed to answer a bunch of questions about what kinds of

problems they wanted police to deal with.

My table was populated with rule followers.

They dutifully worked their way down the list of questions.

If kids are hanging out at an abandoned house in your neighborhood, what should the police do about that?

I guess I would hope that they would start by talking to the kids and reminding them that some

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