Sno-bocop

Well, it looks like Detroit is going to get its $50,000 Robocop statue. After a week of getting tons of e-mails about it, I'm ready to break my silence: I don't really have much of an opinion. I'm somewhere between the humbugs and the hipsters, I guess. But I am glad I'll be able to take my son to see the statue, if only so he can deliver the hipster equivalent of Sub-Zero's spine rip fatality from Mortal Kombat: Yeah, I was into Robocop when I was two like a year ago, but now that I'm three years old. . .

Last week during all the hubbub, we decided it would be fun to make our own Robocop statue whose prime directive would be to melt before he could cause too much local controversy. Thus, Sno-bocop entered Detroit on Saturday, February 12 and left it a few hours later:

During his brief existence, Sno-bocop may have received a visit from a little crime fighter who was more than happy to put on his costume for the fifth or sixth time since Halloween:

I don't know how much more playing that costume can take: it's starting to look like he's gone a few rounds with Clarence Boddicker and his men. 

As for the real statue, I'm sure he's going to love it. I know it annoys a lot of people and totally understand the reasons, but for this little native-born Detroiter and the thousands of other kids in Detroit, I guess we can only hope that the city they inherit will be better than the one we know and remember. I have that hope, and I have a hard time getting too upset over a silly statue.