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My Stupid F.B.I. Story
Be careful about any infatuation with J. Edgar Hoover’s Crew
I remember in law school, I was working at a bank as a teller and the bank got robbed. A guy held a gun on all of us and we gave him all the loot.
The people who showed up right afterward to investigate the robbery were F.B.I. agents. It seems the F.B.I. handles all bank robberies.
I have to admit, the bureau got to the bank pretty fast.
When I was giving my statement to the agents about the robbery, I learned that the F.B.I. was actively recruiting agents of color, with law degrees right then.
They love people with law degrees he said to be agents. They won’t violate the law because they know it.
‘Really I said. I am in law school right now.’
‘Go ahead and apply, the agent taking my statement said.’
‘Can I do bank robberies if I get in?’
He handed me his card and said call me if you want to talk.
That night, for about 3 hours I dreamed of becoming Clarice Starling in the movie, Silence of the Lambs chasing tomorrow’s “Buffalo Bill” by talking to tomorrow’s Hannibal Lecter.
Then, I said, maybe I will be like Efrem Zimbalist Jr. on that television show…
