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by Rick Gee |
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I was
driving down a wide-open four-lane divided highway, cruising along at 61
mph. At least I was cruising along at 61 mph according to one of Santa Fe
County's finest (talk about a misnomer). I found that out later, after
experiencing that inevitable sinking feeling one suffers when one observes
those menacing cherries in the rear view mirror. "Damn it!" Now, I
should preface the main body of my comments by saying that this particular
enforcement functionary, whose salary comes out of my paycheck, was
business-like and straightforward, exhibiting none of the superciliousness
typical of his brethren. Nevertheless,
I was irked to be pulled over for speeding when I was merely traveling
along with the flow of traffic. One of the best teachers I ever had in
government school was Joe Sitko, revered Driver's Ed instructor. What
does it say about government schools that my Driver's Ed teacher was my
best teacher? Anyway, he taught me that if you travel at the same speed as
the cars in front of you and the cars in back of you, it is not considered
speeding, even if all cars are surpassing the speed limit by 10 or even 20
miles per hour. Apparently this was news to the young sheriff's deputy I
encountered that day. The
area where this cop was sitting with his mighty radar gun was right before
a traffic light-controlled intersection, speed limit 45. 200 yards beyond
the intersection, the speed limit is 65. 400 yards beyond the intersection
begins a significant hill. As you might imagine, drivers approaching this
intersection, when blessed with a green light, speed up in anticipation of
climbing the approaching hill. Yes, I know, you're way ahead of me:
classic speed trap. After
Skippy dutifully handed me the speeding citation, I drove off, incensed at
the indignity of it all. For the egregious offense of traveling with the
flow of traffic at 61 mph in light traffic on a dry road on a perfectly
clear day, I was expected to donate over $100 to the County. Outrageous! Under
the guise of protecting the public, cops routinely harass motorists who
are posing no danger whatsoever to their fellow travelers. To be sure, slow
drivers are a far greater menace on the roads than are speeders,
particularly when everyone else is speeding. If the police are truly
concerned about public safety, why are they not stationed at the major
intersections and nailing all those people who habitually run red lights?
And I'm not talking about the occasional driver who thinks he'll hit
the intersection under yellow only to see the light change to red a split
second too soon. I'm referring to the idiots who, when the light turns
yellow when they're still a quarter-mile away, mash the accelerator to
the floor and miss it by two or three seconds. These people have an
inflated sense of their own importance: "Hey, I'm in a hurry and screw
everyone else." So if
the traffic laws enacted by the state and enforced by the goons aren't
really about safety, what are they for? Two things, as I see it. One, they
simply want to exercise control over the populace. Two, they consider
it a relatively simple and efficient way to
fill the coffers with even more of our money. I
haven't yet paid this ticket. I'd love to be able to say that I just
wanted to rebel against the state, but the truth is that I simply forgot
about it by the end of the day and never thought about it again, much like
a politician forgets about his oath to uphold the Constitution the minute
he removes his hand from the bible. My
memory was jogged when I received a letter from the Secretary of State
some six months later informing me that my driver's license had
been suspended for failure to appear before the tribunal. Ah yes, the
wheels of the state rotate just like those on a Ferrari, do they not? The
state demands that I pay the original fine plus $25 to have my
license reinstated. Legal extortion: great work if you can get it, I
guess. That
was a couple of months ago. To this very day, I continue to drive as a
scofflaw. Am I therefore a threat to all other motorists just because my
legal right to drive my own vehicle to work has been suspended? As Rachael
Anne Fajardo so lucidly explained, the answer is a resounding no. On
the contrary, I remain, as I am wont to tell my friends, "The Best Damn
Driver in Santa Fe County." I have
two options at this point. I can continue to defy the authorities and
drive where I want, when I want. Eventually, I may be pulled over because
I am unaware that a taillight bulb has burned out. This will no doubt earn
me a chauffeured trip to the county lockup. My
second option is to report to the judge down at the Magistrate Court. If
given the chance to speak in my own defense, I shall utter the following: "Mr.
Judge (I refuse to use the term "Your Honor." I honor myself, my wife
and my mother, but most definitely NOT a lawyer-politician in a black
robe.), this citation is contemptible. First of all, I am innocent. It is
my legal right to travel with the flow of traffic, and everybody that day
was traveling at roughly the same speed. Why I was singled out I cannot
say. Nonetheless, this ticket should be unconditionally dismissed. "But
there is a larger issue, beyond my own fate in this matter, that screams
to be addressed in this public forum. Why are we paying the police to sit
behind a bush near the border of a higher speed limit to harass citizens
who are merely going about their business, driving to work or church or
the grocery store, who pose no threat to anyone? Are there not real crimes
that need to be investigated? Are there not neighborhoods where crime runs
rampant in which the presence of the police might actually have a
deterrent effect? Why is my right, and the right of my fellow citizens, to
travel freely, so long as I am not driving recklessly, being trampled
upon?" July 30, 2001 |
| Rick Gee writes a monthly column entitled "On Liberty" for The Valley News in Santa Fe, New Mexico. |