Was I Held Longer Because I'm Asian?

A few years ago, I got drunk and then arrested with my friend, from hereon to be referred to as "Liz Starky." (That's another silly story to be told in another post.) Anyway, we got dragged to a Southside Chicago jail, mind you, after being held at two holding stations in God knows which other parts of Chi-town. In the morning, when I was freed, I asked the lady at the desk, "Is my friend still here?" She says, "Who?" I respond, "Starky, last name's Starky." The nice young lady says, "Oh, you mean white girl? Nah, white girl left an hour ago."

Sorry we're a couple of suburbanites that party like we own da hood.

- CPD Prisoner 88-05678
Southside Chicago