You see a lot of ejecta on the streets of Hollywood, but nothing could be more poignant that a filthy red Elmo in his final agony. What’s worse was this scene was witnessed by a small boy no more then three or four and his mother. The boy tried to reach out to this beloved character but his mother kept his little hands from touching. As they walked down Fairfax, the mother tried to explain how this might have happen. As I walked up on them, I heard the boy ask if Elmo was tossed out of a moving car. The mother said she didn’t know how it happen or how anybody could do that. “I wouldn’t do that to my Elmo,” she said. The boy will probably be traumatized for life or at least until he’s five.