Pulled over by Louisiana State Police...
I was at the Orpheum Theatre in New Orleans last night to watch the Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra present Verdi's Requiem. It was a very nice program. I had only wished I hadn't drunk four beers at Oz and the Pub right before. I found out half way through the program that you CANNOT get up to go pee during a performance. So, I tried not to think about having to go. Thankfully, the program ended after an hour and a half... and it was a manageable situation for me.
Driving back this morning from New Orleans into work, I was going my usual 76 mph. I was over the Bonnet Carre Spillway bridge traveling as fast as all the other cars. There were two cars I was following that were going just as fast. Well, this very talented State Trooper had a radar gun and managed to catch all three of us.
He turned his lights on and proceeding to make his way towards us. I said, "Hmmm.... he certainly is not going to get me... I was following two other cars." So, I did the magical trick that always seems to work. I merge into the right lane to allow this state trooper to pass me. To my utter horror... he pulls up along the side of me and makes a motion for me to pull over. I hold my hands up and say "What for?". So, I am traveling... pissed off ... because I really didn't think I was going that fast. To my amazement, this State Trooper was able to get all three of us for speeding.
He told me he was going to write me up for traveling 76 in a 60 mph zone (I thought it was 70) and for traveling too close. I take issue with the traveling too close, because the cars in front of me all slammed on their brakes when they saw him. It only looked close because they stopped so fast... and I had to hurry and slow down. It was the State Trooper's fault we were so close in the end. Had he been in a donut shop like he was supposed to be, instead of pointing a laser at us, we wouldn't have traveled too close in the end!
Okay... I apologize about the donut shop reference. I just really really hate getting speeding tickets. I haven't gotten one in a very long time, so I suppose I was due. I just have a problem with the principle of it. It is only a mechanism to support our courts. It serves no other purpose but to be yet another TAX on the poor souls of America. I mean... it is not like I was going 100 mph!
So, this wasn't a great way to start my Friday and it has already put a damper on my weekend. It is for this reason, whenever a trooper calls me at home to solicit a donation for the State Troopers Association, I abruptly tell them, "NO... I have gotten speeding tickets from State Troopers... I am not contributing to your organization." I know it is not their fault. They are just doing their jobs. But I am sorry... it is bullshit to ticket people going 76 mph on a major interstate to give the local redneck judge hundreds of dollars to support his court room.
Driving back this morning from New Orleans into work, I was going my usual 76 mph. I was over the Bonnet Carre Spillway bridge traveling as fast as all the other cars. There were two cars I was following that were going just as fast. Well, this very talented State Trooper had a radar gun and managed to catch all three of us.
He turned his lights on and proceeding to make his way towards us. I said, "Hmmm.... he certainly is not going to get me... I was following two other cars." So, I did the magical trick that always seems to work. I merge into the right lane to allow this state trooper to pass me. To my utter horror... he pulls up along the side of me and makes a motion for me to pull over. I hold my hands up and say "What for?". So, I am traveling... pissed off ... because I really didn't think I was going that fast. To my amazement, this State Trooper was able to get all three of us for speeding.
He told me he was going to write me up for traveling 76 in a 60 mph zone (I thought it was 70) and for traveling too close. I take issue with the traveling too close, because the cars in front of me all slammed on their brakes when they saw him. It only looked close because they stopped so fast... and I had to hurry and slow down. It was the State Trooper's fault we were so close in the end. Had he been in a donut shop like he was supposed to be, instead of pointing a laser at us, we wouldn't have traveled too close in the end!
Okay... I apologize about the donut shop reference. I just really really hate getting speeding tickets. I haven't gotten one in a very long time, so I suppose I was due. I just have a problem with the principle of it. It is only a mechanism to support our courts. It serves no other purpose but to be yet another TAX on the poor souls of America. I mean... it is not like I was going 100 mph!
So, this wasn't a great way to start my Friday and it has already put a damper on my weekend. It is for this reason, whenever a trooper calls me at home to solicit a donation for the State Troopers Association, I abruptly tell them, "NO... I have gotten speeding tickets from State Troopers... I am not contributing to your organization." I know it is not their fault. They are just doing their jobs. But I am sorry... it is bullshit to ticket people going 76 mph on a major interstate to give the local redneck judge hundreds of dollars to support his court room.
posted by Brettcajun at Friday, May 20, 2005
1 Comments:
I want to thank the Trooper who pulled me over, because I had suicide on my mind. It was his intervention that kept me and my daughter and grandson alive. I was speeding and working up my nerve to total out the car I was driving.
I was going through the trauma of my dad dying and never seeing him again and having to live without him. I felt I had nothing to live for. My life was such a mess, but GOD had other plans for me and sent this man to stop me. I am so thankful today that he did. He made my daughter drive instead. No one knew about this state of mind I was in, not even my daughter and she still does not know. I still recieved the ticket while the officer was chasticing me for driving so fast and didnt I know what the speed limit was? I never said a word as tears slipped from my eyes of which he would not have known I was crying from my soul, if not for them and told my daughter she should drive. His wisdom saved the life of me and my family and I just want to thank him. I do not remember his name, but it happened in 1990 while driving back from FLA. to Texas crossing through the swamps and
Parishes on the turnpike through Louisiana. I have never forgotten what he did for me even though I did not know it at the time. I want to thank him again for being there and doing his job well. GOD bless each and every one who are there to protect us from ourselves and others.
Sencerely yours,
Darlene Tapley,
Houston, TX.
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