?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

Dear friends,

Late yesterday afternoon I had another scary incident of what must be theft in the local Cinemart art movie-house in my area. Well a 20-40 minute drive away from Alexandria, Va: in Fairfax county, not far from Fairfax City.  What happened was this:

My scarf went missing under my chair in the movie house. I left my chair for a moment or so (a little more) to ask that the lights in the auditorium be put out. I came back and it was gone. Izzy insists there was no one behind us.  There was nothing on the floor or any of the nearby seats. How could it have vanished. Admittedly it was dark when we left. We made the egregious error of going to see J.Edgar, directed by Clint Eastwood. It's a pernicious right-reactionary film. I found the way labor strikes and Emma Goldman were presented sickening; it may be we were to take this partly, but only party as Hoover's paranoia. If so, this was not emphasized; instead we were also shown how he re-organized the Library of Congress card catalogue. The good this man did.  I couldn't bear it after half an hour and we left. I asked the young man at the front to phone me if my scarf was found. He promised and he has not. So it wasn't there.

This is the second time something has been filched from me in this theater. The other time was much scarier. There were people behind us and I left my handbag on the floor by my feet. Someone managed to pull it to the back of my seat, pull out my wallet pull out one of my credit cards, and push the bag back. I did feel a jerk or movement but didn't understand what it meant. When I got home not only was my card gone but someone had charged over $2000 on my credit card. I felt such a fool.  I was on the phone for hours, and then there was a long period of getting an new card.  I'm lucky that the credit card bank believed me; the purchases were totally unlike any I usually do. I never have bought at a Wall-Mart, and don't buy the kind of goods bought. Since then going into this theater I keep my bag on my lap and totally zipped and locked.

I value it as the one art house here in Virginia which is independent. The other is part of a chain which plays the godawful feeds between films that make me nervous and are so obnoxious.  What do you think? am I targeted as this foolish old woman it's easy to steal stuff from? I know women are targeted for rape in neighborhoods and it happens to them more than once.

What should I do?


A Pissarro: one of my favorite paintings.

The theft of my credit and now this scarf suggests to me I came across one of millions of incidents on this day which show the increasing desperation of US people and/or the amorality and predatory element of human nature. I love Impressionist pictures by Pissarro for he keeps all that at a great distance. In this light his are pastoral paintings.

Sylvia

Comments

( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
misssylviadrake
Nov. 25th, 2011 12:38 pm (UTC)
Similar experience: feels like an attack
Judy:

"I lost a beautiful antique silver pin, Scottish, going to Siegfried. It fell off (I forgot that it needed an extra clip to secure it) and I noticed it right away, so I retraced my steps, checked the car, asked the people in the theater. I had hopes it had fallen off at home, but there was no sign of it here. I am sure it was stolen, which gives me a lower opinion of opera-goers (not many others around in a theater before noon on Saturday). All the same, I hope someone has a merry Christmas on the proceeds. It's not like a credit card--stealing that feels like a personal attack."
misssylviadrake
Nov. 25th, 2011 12:38 pm (UTC)
Similar experience: feels like an attack
Shall I give up this theater? The scarf was long and could be widened out, but it was no beauty. It was a scarf I bought from a rack of Muslim women kind of scarves and I was using it as a substitute for a head-scarf, as well as a wrap-round at home. It was frayed. My handbag is old as is my wallet. I'm picked on because I may look like this old white woman, privileged type, sitting duck?
misssylviadrake
Nov. 25th, 2011 08:05 pm (UTC)
Replaced!
Well, for me it was not a matter of specific object: in a way more malicious, for I feel it's an inside job, someone who works at that movie-house. Happily it's not the one where we see HD operas. Just back and bought myself a new hat ($3 in a thrift house), new gloves and matching scarf, with sale on from outrageous prices to $40 and $30.
misssylviadrake
Nov. 27th, 2011 11:26 pm (UTC)
The loss/theft of the scarf is unsettling because uncanny. I hope things aren't being stolen at an art house theater, but perhaps people are desperate. But it could just be lost. Interestingly (or not) in the rush with luggage for a subway train when I got to NYC I lost a grey blazer--I was sure I had simply lost it, but my sister-in-law said, no, things "disappear" on the subway, people see their opportunity ... so no telling. It being NYC, I was able to replace it in less than 20 minutes. But what I think is, probably in both cases, the clothing was lost. Used clothing is so cheap anyway, why steal it? But who knows?

Diane

Edited at 2011-11-29 05:48 am (UTC)
misssylviadrake
Nov. 29th, 2011 05:48 am (UTC)
Kathy:

"I read yours on having your scarf stolen and am so sorry to hear it. We were at K-Mart the other day when someone brushed up against my purse--a small messenger bag with a pocket--and was clearly going for the contents of the pocket. I yanked the purse away. The thieves are out. I don't go much to the malls around Christmas, but there are always "gangs." This seemed to be a couple operating.

That theater sounds like a bad place to see a movie."

misssylviadrake
Nov. 29th, 2011 05:49 am (UTC)
It was unnerving and sad since this is a theater I count on to go to to see good art films. I am grateful to all those people with decent feelings and values who expressed sympathy and understanding. Sylvia
( 6 comments — Leave a comment )

Latest Month

June 2018
S M T W T F S
     12
3456789
10111213141516
17181920212223
24252627282930

Tags

Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by Tiffany Chow