You can say that again. At a local eatery, there used to sit,
on the corner, an unfastened rickety old bike rack. I would
never use it because it was obviously a POS that would only
be a slight hiccup for a bike thief. Instead, I would lock to
one of the innumerable parking meters, and let the college
kids leave their Huffys and Magnas on the rack. Anyway, late
one night, some fellows in a pickup truck rolled up, hopped
out, lifted the rack onto the truck (it's small, only 4" or so),
and drove off into the North side with a sizeable collection of
bikes.