It is now a known fact that speeding tickets can be delivered by mail, without a policeman ever being involved. Which I think really takes a huge element of fun out of the whole experience. I mean think about it, getting a ticket without the flashing lights, the sirens, the swagger of the police as they approach your vehicle feels like a violation. If I'm going to get fucked, I want to at least know who I'm bending over for.
Seems when we ventured into DC after Christmas, we were clocked going 13 miles over the speed limit. By a fucking traffic camera. Yes, people, our nation's capital is using the security system to generate traffic violation income. $50.00 a shot.
This is one approach to reducing the monumental national debt.
This speed violation was based on photo's of our car taken on a road painted with lines. Per the informative violation letter we received, the road markings are 5 feet apart over a 200-foot span after the stationary radar detector. Physics has never been a favorite subject and I figure this is the universes way of laughing while flipping me the bird.
At least the DC Police Department had the decency to send both photo's with time stamps in the letter telling us that we had been caught. And a link to full color images and payment options. I wonder when they'll start using PayPal.
The only benefit I can find to this, beyond blog material, is being able to pay online and get airline miles.
It seems 1984 has arrived 25 years later.
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