The NewYorker, from 2014
   "I was shooting heroin and reading “The Fountainhead” in the front seat
   of my privately owned police cruiser when a call came in. I put a
   quarter in the radio to activate it. It was the chief.
   “Bad news, detective. We got a situation.”
   “What? Is the mayor trying to ban trans fats again?”
   “Worse. Somebody just stole four hundred and forty-seven million
   dollars’ worth of bitcoins.”
   The heroin needle practically fell out of my arm. “What kind of monster
   would do something like that?"
   [1]https://www.newyorker.com/humor/daily-shouts/l-p-d-libertarian-polic
   e-department
   Rr
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References

   1. https://www.newyorker.com/humor/daily-shouts/l-p-d-libertarian-police-department