A Troubling State of Things

So my father drives a 1983 Toyota Tercel, it is gold and very old. In fact I think he takes pride in the fact that he has had the car longer than he has had me, and probalby taken better care of the vehicle. That being said it is a certifiable piece of shit and when/if he ever decides to sell it, it will probably fetch no more than $500 to some guy like Clark or Garrett who can use the parts to help build whatever spaceship they are cooking up. Anyways, I should take the advice every professor I've ever had gives me and get to the point. My dad's car is a gold box, a piece of crap, and it has been broken into three times. The only thing of value in the whole car is the radio and all three times that is all that's been taken. The first time was about 10 years ago, then once a few years ago, then again last week. I think thieves target my dad's car because a) the radio isn't built into a fortress-like dashboard and b) there is clearly no hi-tech alarm system. I guess in a weird way when you pay more for a car or drive a really nice car you are sorta lowering your risk of it getting fucked with. The other hilarious but sad thing is that last week when my dad wanted to get the smashed-in window and radio fixed he looked up something sensible in the yellow pages and called and they were like "where are you RIGHT NOW?" and he told them and they were here within 15 minutes with a pane of glass and a new radio and this led both of us to make the observation that it is a sad and troubling state of things in society when there is the equivalent of a door to door fast food business for fixing broken into cars immediately and on the spot because clearly this has become a very sustainable and profitable industry. And of course they are probably in cahoots with the thieves.