In east Oakland you stroll down the avenue past two drug deals and a scary looking pimp, keeping a keen eye down the block where gang gunfire appears to be imminent. That’s when you get out your phone, call OPD, and frantically bluster into the phone, “Help is needed, immediately! There may be two people doing something slightly lewd and lascivious in a remote section of a stadium no one came to tonight!”
To which the OPD dispatcher probably replies, “OK, calm down and let me get this right. Can you spell ‘lascivious’ for me?” Which brings up a fair question: can you really do anything lascivious that isn’t already lewd?