I
grew up in a situation where you were required to know the whereabouts of any
police officer in the immediate area. By the time, I was thirteen I could steal
any car on the road, by the time I was five I could smell a cop from fifteen
miles away and could see one for at least a mile. If you grow up in the right
or wrong situation, you learn to keep track of them.
As
I became a man I followed the straight and true, but never entirely lost this
old habit. I have had an unhealthy awareness of the cops all my life. I have
done nothing wrong for many years, but just let a cop slip in behind me. I’m as
nervous as a politician who looks in the mirror and sees a polygraph machine
following too closely, or a pig who suddenly becomes Jimmy Dean aware.
This
used to be easy, remember when the citizens outnumbered the police? Okay I’m
kidding, there are only about 800,000 in the country, but it’s hard to keep
track of all of them. Even the Army only has a little over 500, 000 soldiers to
police then entire world. I’m certainly
not picking on the police, just those who control them, the politicians and the
insurance companies who pull the politicians strings.
Be
that as it may, you bet I get nervous when a cop gets behind me, after all, he
has a gun, and I don’t. The police are so thick in Miami Beach that when you read
the newspaper, there is one standing behind you reading it too. The citizens have circled the wagons and the
Police have them surrounded. If your wife passes gas, a bush to your left might
give her a ticket, more than likely they’ll give you one. Women are allowed to pass
gas, but men are not allowed to be in their company when they do.
As
if this isn’t bad enough, in Miami Beach you also have Tremont Towing and the
reality show, South Beach Tow. Add to the cops a group of enthusiastic wrecker
drivers who are backed by the cops and being filmed taking every car they can
get their hands on and you are simply a little fishy in a big pond of fishes.
For
some reason, others can park in the streets and totally block traffic while
they eat a chicken sandwich or talk on the phone, I see it every day, but yours
truly better not hesitate at a red light. I am beginning to think that Miami
Beach has assigned me a personal officer and tow truck driver. If you run in to
get a fourteen dollar yogurt, which is another story altogether, it might cost
you an additional two hundred and seventy five bucks. After all the wrecker
driver, the owner of the company, the cameraman, the rest of the film crew, the
television network and millions of Americans have a vested interest in your car
getting towed. What chance does an average American have in such situations?
How
about the show Cops? Millions of Americans are sitting on the edge of their recliners
with a beer in one hand and a bag of Doritos in the other hoping you are going
to do some stupid stuff. I know the guy who is running from the cops on the
intro of the show. It’s his only claim to fame, he brags about it when he is
drunk, which is all the time. Of course, he has no teeth because just after the
part you see, he fell off of a concrete embankment and knocked them all out. It
was too graphic for television. I don’t want to be the bad boy guy, and If I were,
I wouldn’t be bragging about it.
So
if you get pulled over, and the cop has a film crew with him, you are in
trouble. All those Americans are sitting there hanging on your every move. They
do stupid stuff on a regular basis, but for some reason, it’s funnier when you
do it. There is nothing more entertaining than to sit and slurp a few beers and
watch people do things more stupid than the things you do. You have little
chance when half of the country is rooting for you to get out of the car
dressed in a pink tutu and try to explain you were on the way, to get diapers
and bread.
Be
careful where your wife passes gas, don’t park your car anywhere convenient,
because anywhere convention is illegal and if you get pulled over by a film
crew with a badge, understand you are about to do something incredibly stupid,
there are just too many people rooting for and cheering you on. We Americans
always seem to live up to others expectations, it’s what we do.
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