...or how to meet your quota.
I got a call from my Dad last night. Apparently he had a run in with the police, specifically of the shiny boot kawasaki variety. He was driving home from work on side streets and was approaching an intersection. The light turned yellow and then red so he slowed and came to a stop. A bike cop rolled up to the passenger side of his jeep and motioned for him to roll down the window.
Being the compliant law abiding citizen that he is, he rolled down the window to see what the cop wanted. Well Johnny Law looked at him and informed my Dad that he ran the red light. Totally confused because the last light he went through was about 3 miles back, my Dad told him, "no sir I didn't.
Here's where it gets good. The cop told him that, "yes you did run the red light. Your tire is crossing the pedestrian line. You ran the red light." In disbelief my Dad told him that he did not enter the intersection, tire or otherwise and he didn't run the red light. They went back and forth once more, and finally the cop just shook his head and drove off.
A couple of lights down the road, my dad saw the cop pulling alongside another car and doing the same thing.
I understand that cops need to meet their quotas, but are there no people speeding on California freeways that you have to resort to pathetic and harassing procedures.
I got a call from my Dad last night. Apparently he had a run in with the police, specifically of the shiny boot kawasaki variety. He was driving home from work on side streets and was approaching an intersection. The light turned yellow and then red so he slowed and came to a stop. A bike cop rolled up to the passenger side of his jeep and motioned for him to roll down the window.
Being the compliant law abiding citizen that he is, he rolled down the window to see what the cop wanted. Well Johnny Law looked at him and informed my Dad that he ran the red light. Totally confused because the last light he went through was about 3 miles back, my Dad told him, "no sir I didn't.
Here's where it gets good. The cop told him that, "yes you did run the red light. Your tire is crossing the pedestrian line. You ran the red light." In disbelief my Dad told him that he did not enter the intersection, tire or otherwise and he didn't run the red light. They went back and forth once more, and finally the cop just shook his head and drove off.
A couple of lights down the road, my dad saw the cop pulling alongside another car and doing the same thing.
I understand that cops need to meet their quotas, but are there no people speeding on California freeways that you have to resort to pathetic and harassing procedures.