Speeders, Texters, and Other Potential Highway Murderers

Mamacita says:  All right, already, I’ll drive a little faster. Sheesh.

But I know good and well who’s going to get pulled over, even with all the other drivers in the world going around me at a hundred miles an hour.

Everybody I know has a leadfoot except for me.

Sometimes I think the anecdotes are right, and the only people who get tickets are the ones who actually pull over when the flashing lights start up behind them. The police see a big batch of speeders, turn on the lights and the siren, and take a chance. Some timid law-abiding soul will always pull over, the rest speed on out of sight, and the one intimidated driver will get a ticket. And he deserves a ticket, for he was SPEEDING.

Oh, were you looking for sympathy?  Wrong blog, Ignatz.

Item: I have never gotten a traffic ticket.

Unless you count the one I got about 25 years ago for having an expired inspection sticker, which I never paid because when I went to the courthouse and stood in line for over an hour to pay it, I couldn’t pay it because the courthouse wouldn’t accept a check, so I went to the bank and stood in line for a long time and got some cash, and came back to the courthouse and stood in line for another hour, and when I got to the desk I STILL couldn’t pay it because the policeman hadn’t turned it in yet, so I wrote a letter of protest which was never acknowledged, and I still haven’t paid the fine and so far so good. . . . .

And it cost me ten bucks for a sitter for my two babies so I could stand in lines and still not pay my fine. Not that I remember details like that or anything.

I do tend to be a very cautious driver, though. School buses pass me all the time.

SPEEDING school buses.

Which by all laws of logic and safety should have seat belts, but which by all laws of money-saving and convenience-of-school-system never will.

I go 55, when that’s the limit, and  I’ll go 60, if that’s the limit.  Whatever the posted limit is, that’s what I’ll go.  No faster.   I won’t go faster than the posted limit, because there’s a reason for that limit.  My kids think  I’m a poky driver, but I don’t think going the posted speed limit is being poky.  I think going faster than the posted speed limit is breaking the law and purposefully endangering every innocent person within sight of your blurry fast-moving vehicle.

Therefore, I go the limit.  If you’re trapped behind me, read the speed limit sign and stop tailing me. And stop honking, you ignorant, lead-footed goose.

Also?  If you get pulled over for going 65 in a 55, too bad.  You broke the law, and I really don’t care how late you are or how badly you want to get home.

If your personal driving habits harm my children in ANY way, I will find you.

I’m talking to you, speeders, and to you, driving texters and cell phone users.

Oh, and if you get pulled over for exceeding the posted speed limit, shut up about it.  You, of your own free will and choice, broke the law.  Let the natural consequences of your chosen actions wreak havoc on your head.  That’s a darn sight better than your choices wreaking havoc on anybody else’s head.

(If a posted speed limit seems poky to you, too bad. Read the signs and don’t whine if you’re caught.)

Are you a speeder? I hope you all get caught and fined. Yes, I really do.  My children’s safety is far more important than any personal convenience or habit you might have.

And if you’re going really fast on the curvy meandering roads around here, I hope you don’t have any innocent children in your car.  Because if you do, you’re a potential murderer.

I’m not kidding.


Comments

Speeders, Texters, and Other Potential Highway Murderers — 2 Comments

  1. When I was very young, a trucker told me you can go up to 9 miles above the speed limit and no one will bother you, for the most part. I heard the guys on Car Talk say pretty much the same, but never to pass a police car.

    Anyway, since then, I’ve been doing that, usually with cruise control, and I’ve never had a problem. Of course we don’t have a whole lot of curvy meandering roads either.

  2. When I was very young, a trucker told me you can go up to 9 miles above the speed limit and no one will bother you, for the most part. I heard the guys on Car Talk say pretty much the same, but never to pass a police car.

    Anyway, since then, I’ve been doing that, usually with cruise control, and I’ve never had a problem. Of course we don’t have a whole lot of curvy meandering roads either.

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