November 16, 2006

When I Die, Don't Bury Me This Way

A recently murdered drug dealer in Philly had a, shall we say, interesting burial:

Police say that at a funeral last week for a suspected Kensington drug dealer who had been shot to death, his casket was packed with some curious items: marijuana, PCP, alcohol, condoms, Playboys, bullets, gun magazines and an obligatory copy of High Times.

Narcotics Capt. Chris Werner said the unidentified twentysomething man sold marijuana to undercover cops in recent weeks on Westmoreland Street near E and was observed selling pot a number of other times...

Though seasoned narcotics cops like Werner have witnessed more than a fair share of street-level punks displaying a complete and utter lack of respect for the law, they said the pot-and-PCP-packed coffin set a new low.

What kind of respectable drug organization would
waste perfectly good narcotics by burying them, with their recently deceased soldier? And, now that this has been in the paper, how long until some addict digs up the grave in search of the drugs?

Posted by Stephen Silver at November 16, 2006 11:02 AM
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