Review Journal — The High Roller Club grew by two on the afternoon of Feb. 5, when a security officer noticed the only passengers in Cabin 16, a man and woman, smoking and undressing. …
Security officers used the intercom to tell the amorous couple to “please put all cigarettes out and put all clothes back on.”
They stopped, briefly sat down, but then went back at it. They refused a second request to end the tryst.
That’s when the Las Vegas police were called.
The 550-foot-diameter wheel with its 28 cabins each big enough to hold 40 people didn’t stop rolling — it’s continual motion. At the end of the 30-minute ride the fully clothed tourists, Chloe Scordianos, 21, of Hicksville, NY, and Philip Frank Panzica III, 27, of Houston, Texas, were pulled from the giant glass ball and charged with committing sex acts in public, a felony.
The criminal complaint alleges extensive nudity and cunnilingus on the world’s tallest observation wheel, which is billed as “The Happiest Half Hour in Vegas!”
“They both said they were just having a good time and didn’t think anyone would notice,” the arresting officers wrote in their report.
There are certain well known, philosophical statements that are universal truths. Do unto others as you would have done to you. All men are created equal. Get busy living or get busy dying. And I would add to them, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
I mean, what’s with these people diming out poor Chloe Scordianos and Philip Panzica? And what’s with the police hauling them off to the Stony Lonesome? What part of “Sin City” don’t they understand? When Moe Green had the idea to build a city out of a desert stopover for GIs on the way to the West Coast, he no doubt dreamed it would be the kind of place where a couple could have sex inside a glassed-in capsule at 3 o’clock in the afternoon in peace, without being hassled by the man. A haven where naked people could conduct public sex at major tourist attractions in private. And if Vegas doesn’t want a man from Houston, Texas, to have sex with a woman from Hicksville, New York, in broad daylight, well, then don’t build Ferris wheels that take you on half-hour trips. You have only yourselves to blame.