All yogis know the traditional greeting/farewell in the practice: "Namaste," which translates roughly to "I bow to you," although we always prefer the more flowery one our old teacher used: "The light in me sees and bows to the light in you."
Sometimes, however? The light keys your car.
That's what happened in Grosse Pointe Park earlier this month, according to one of the better police briefs we've seen in a while. It's from the Grosse Pointe Times. We'll just leave it here, and add: Namaste, m-----f-----.