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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Cherchez the Cello

He was studying finance and political science. He was “very energetic,” the kind of guy who’d “cheer on the football team wearing body paint.” He was “a former fraternity rush chairman and a cellist in the university’s orchestra.” Hell, he was sophomore class president.

So why, oh lord, why? “You have to question his reasoning, obviously,” says one of his fellow Lehigh students, asked by a reporter about this person’s latest accomplishment: robbing a bank.

Yes - why oh why did he do it? His father’s a reverend! His family’s wealthy! He graduated from an exclusive private school in affluent Shaker Heights!



As you know if you’re familiar with UD, she’s a little impatient with the why-oh-why response when rich privileged people do bad things. The only thing separating this guy from your bread-and-butter larcenist is that his family was able to post his very high ($100,000) bond, so he’s out of prison (for the time being). Otherwise, the reason he robbed a bank seems pretty clear. You can find it in the enterprising, can-do energy everyone’s praising in him. The guy’s obviously incredibly restless, always smearing on the warpaint and looking for action. He’s results-oriented. He’s ambitious and amoral. You do the math.

But no, no. In a few days we’ll have to endure a follow-up article -- a lengthy piece in the local newspaper’s Sunday supplement, in which we discover that when this guy was five his father smashed his cello to bits in a rage and ever since then ….