It had to be kids, or very low-level drunks or druggies, because the really valuable stuff- the tax disc, the disabled parking permit- was left behind. They took a small amount of money and a cheap mobile phone. What really hurts is the bill for repairs.
I'm always amazed by how much debris a broken window generates. You'd think you'd be able to reconstruct two, three, four windows out of all the chunky grit I swept up.
It's a bad, bad, bad, bad world.
Which brings us to factory farming. I'm not particularly sentimental about animals, but when the lid gets lifted on the food industry the things that are revealed ain't pretty. The big Bernard Matthews factory where they had the outbreak of bird flu is situated way out in the middle of nowhere- as well it might be. OK, turkeys are stupid, great , animated feather dusters, but to keep them like this- by the million in artificially illuminated sheds can't be right, can it? I don't know if it's cruel, exactly, but it certainly shows no respect. Living things shouldn't be reduced to this.
Which is why I don't eat meat. Yes I know the workers who pick my veggies are exploited too, but one has to take a stand somewhere.