Parrish Lantern's Casebook

Buick Riviera. The Buick, coppertone, white sidewalls, was the model of the year, a '59, although the 1960 models were already out. Its upholstery was black, its windshield was tinted a thin color of motor oil. The car's heater was issuing a stale and odorous warmth, but Alex remained chilled. He had walked several blocks through snow and slush, wearing neither hat nor gloves nor boots, to where he had left the car the night before. The steering wheel was icy in his hands, and he felt icy within, throughout his veins and bones. Alex was sixteen; the Buick was his fourteenth car.This is our introduction to the hero of this book, although in reality this sixteen year old boy is less rebel without a cause, more lost without a compass bearing. Alex has no understanding of why he steals cars beyond a restlessness, an ache for something different than the life he has. “Billy don't like it living here in this town He says traps have been sprung long before he was born He says "hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors And pus and grime ooze from its scab-crusted sores There's screaming and crying in the high-rise blocks" It's a rat trap, Billy, but you're already caught And you can make it if you want to or you need it bad enough You're young and good-looking and you're acting kind of tough Anyway it's Saturday night, time to see what's going down Put on a bright suit, Billy, head for the right side of town It's only eight o'clock, but you're already bored You don't know what it is, but there's got to be more You'd better find a way out, hey, kick down that door It's a rat trap, and you've been caught” *Alex Housman is intelligent, yet school holds no interest for him, he lives with his father in a part of town that, if he had friends, he would be to ashamed to take them. His father has moments of sobriety between his alcoholic normality whilst still holding down a job working the second shift at the local Chevy plant. Alex spends an awful amount of time by himself, struggling with feelings that bubble & boil just below the surface, or else he buries them behind the wheel of a stolen car. The inevitable happens and he is arrested, as both Alex and reader knew he would be. Taken to a detention home, he finds himself locked up with no idea of a release date. Confined, with no way to escape or hide from himself, forces Alex to confront his feelings & acts as a catalyst. We follow Alex as he faces this moment and the issues that arise from it, until an event both horrific & yet ultimately freeing sends him off on a path that will define his life.http://parrishlantern.blogspot.co.uk/2012/07/the-car-thieftheodore-weesner.html*This is part of a single called Rat Trap written by Bob Geldof of The Boomtown Rats, it reached #1 in the UK singles charts in November 1978