The guy advertised to the world on youtube his collection, where/how it was located, and so on.
Stored that collection in an area anyone could locate with a google search.
Did not have agreed value insurance for the collectable games, likely because he was worried about documenting the collection to avoid taxes.
The vault/safe were non-functional.
There were no interior or exterior video cameras.
Considered collectable items his "retirement plan" (again, avoiding taxes would be my guess.)
Absolutely insane. At least he seems to have landed on his feet - he's now employed as a video game grader by CGC.
The other thing that is insane is that over and over the other video game store owners strongly suspected or knew what was going on, had had opportunities to call police, and plenty of ability to stall the thieves. One of several examples:
> Again, Jackson declined to provide any ID. While Young pretended to look up prices—he had no intention of purchasing any of the games—he told a colleague to take a picture of Jackson’s license plate. Young remembered reading about Trade-N-Games, and he called Brassard.
Oh. My. God.
Call. The. FUCKING. POLICE. In many states you don't even have to call - you can text, so it just looks like you're fucking around on your cell phone.
Stored that collection in an area anyone could locate with a google search.
Did not have agreed value insurance for the collectable games, likely because he was worried about documenting the collection to avoid taxes.
The vault/safe were non-functional.
There were no interior or exterior video cameras.
Considered collectable items his "retirement plan" (again, avoiding taxes would be my guess.)
Absolutely insane. At least he seems to have landed on his feet - he's now employed as a video game grader by CGC.
The other thing that is insane is that over and over the other video game store owners strongly suspected or knew what was going on, had had opportunities to call police, and plenty of ability to stall the thieves. One of several examples:
> Again, Jackson declined to provide any ID. While Young pretended to look up prices—he had no intention of purchasing any of the games—he told a colleague to take a picture of Jackson’s license plate. Young remembered reading about Trade-N-Games, and he called Brassard.
Oh. My. God.
Call. The. FUCKING. POLICE. In many states you don't even have to call - you can text, so it just looks like you're fucking around on your cell phone.