Dear Jane Q. Public:
I recently became aware that you took a few minutes out of your life to send an online complaint to my Department’s Internal Affairs Division because you were upset that I would not listen to your excuses about why you drove through that red light a couple of weeks ago and also because I addressed you in a tone that you thought was less than respectful. You also thought that it was ridiculous that I wrote you an additional ticket for not having your two year old buckled into a car seat.
I’ve been given a copy of the letter because I have to take time that could be used patrolling the streets in order to address the complaints you’ve lodged against me to my superiors as well as to the Internal Affairs Division.
I do remember writing you those tickets, yes. I recall that you eventually said you were sorry that you ran through that red light, but you were in a hurry to get your son from a lacrosse camp he was attending. You were quite pissed off when your apology didn’t make us all squarzies, right? Do you remember how mad you were?
I remember several things that you said and did during the course of our encounter that I mostly ignored, but I’ll go ahead and address them right now.
First and foremost, I remember that you didn’t roll your window down right away while I stood outside your car in the afternoon heat waiting patiently for you to acknowledge me. As a younger officer, standing outside a car like this would have made me feel like a jackass, but I’ve been around long enough that these sorts of passive aggressive actions don’t affect my mood anymore. I will say that it sure looked cool inside your $70,000 Porsche Cayenne. I admit that I was a little bit jealous. You see, the a/c in my patrol car hasn’t worked all summer and my very own ten year old family car has more and more difficulty everyday cooling me down on the drive home from work.
You were quite busy on your cell phone talking to somebody. You were very animated and managed to avoid looking at me for several minutes before you finally rolled your window down just a little bit. That somebody on the other line turned out to be your big deal lawyer husband. Do you remember those were your words to me? When you finally rolled down your window, the first thing you said was, “Here, talk to my husband, officer. He’s an attorney and kind of a big deal in this city.” Oh how mad you were that I didn’t take your phone to talk to him. Your husband wasn’t driving the car and I certainly believed you when you said that you were running late to pick up your son. What was he going to say? You see, it didn’t matter to me whether or not your husband would tell me that he knows the mayor or that he is friends with some commander in my police department or even a police department other than my own. Maybe he would have said that he gives lots of money to Backstoppers to support the families of first responders who die in the line of duty. That may have softened my mood just a little bit, but at the time, I didn’t need or even want to hear any of that.
I remember you telling me that your husband works at a prestigious local law firm and that you work part time as a volunteer at your children’s school. I didn’t ask you what your husband did for a living, or even if you were married. That you would imply that such things matter during the course of our encounter confuses me. I did ask where your kids went to school, because I have kids of my own and I figured you brought it up because you wanted to talk about it. You said that your kids go to a swanky private school many miles outside of the City where we met. You and your family live in one of the wealthiest suburbs in our area, and I recall telling you that I thought it was a nice area and that I’d heard the school your kids attended has a great reputation. You were surprised to hear it when I mentioned that I had family that lived out that way as well.
You also asked me, at the same time you were rifling angrily through your purse for your license, whether or not I had anything better to do than write tickets to tax paying citizens. I heard what you said, but I said “excuse me?” to see if you’d repeat it to my face and you did! You looked right at me and said, “Surely there’s something more important to be done in this City than writing me a goddam ticket!” Whoah, I thought! Using the Lord’s name in vain isn’t necessary, but I assured you that were there something more pressing to be dealt with currently that I’d be there and left it at that. I didn’t even touch the fact that as a volunteer at your kids’ school, you weren’t really much of a tax paying citizen.
Boy you were mad and I could tell you were on the verge of tears. It’s possible that you were trying to make yourself cry because that would surely cause me to lighten up, right? You were fuming as you handed me your license and insurance information. I have to be stoic in the presence of others while I’m on duty, but when I got back to my car to run your information, I felt bad for you. Isn’t that silly of me? You clearly have a pretty charmed life compared to most and I was feeling bad for you a little bit because it was me causing you to be upset. That’s just the sort of guy I am though. I have a soft spot for people in distress, and I’ve given many many many people the benefit of the doubt and let them go with just a warning. I wasn’t in the mood to give breaks on this day though.
I felt less sorry for you when your name popped up with a red notation on my screen as having an outstanding warrant from that swanky municipality where you live. Imagine my surprise to see that it was a warrant for speeding.
I sat in my car for a little bit longer than necessary to suck in some of the luke warm air coming from the vents of my police cruiser and to run some scenarios through my head. I imagined taking you to jail for your warrant and the fit that would have caused you to have! Can you imagine?! I saw you looking, no, you were sneering at me in your rear view mirror as you talked on your phone yet again. You were clearly perturbed. Do you know what though? If I can be honest with you, I was a bit perturbed too and I’d like to tell you why.
My attention was first drawn to your car by the sight of your two year old jumping up and down in the back seat while you were weaving in and out of traffic without using your turn signals. Did you even see me as you passed me? I was doing 35 mph and you passed me right there even though I was in my marked police cruiser. You were doing at least 50 mph. I don’t have radar handy when I’m driving down the street so I couldn’t tell exactly how fast you were going, but other drivers notice such erratic behavior and they were looking at me with facial expressions that said, “Hey, don’t you see that woman driving like a maniac?”
I did see you, just like all the other commuters you were annoyed with having to share the road with saw you. I noticed that the light ahead had turned red and thought that I’d pull up alongside you at the light to tell you to please slow it down a little bit and be done with you, but you had other plans. You drove right through that red light without giving it a second thought. Not only did you not slow down, but you actually sped up to beat oncoming traffic coming perpendicular to you through the green light! Several cars honked at you but you didn’t care. You just traveled on like it was they who were at fault.
Again, those drivers who had to stop for you all looked at me and I could tell their faces were saying, “What the fuck, officer?” I hear you guys I nodded and I turned the lights and siren on to pull you over and that’s when we met.
I remember you well because I remember your bouncing baby boy in the back seat having the time of his life. I remember when I was a lad, we used to jump around in the car like that. That was many years ago though. Times have changed and kids need to be buckled in at his age now. I also remember that he looked a little bit like my own two year old son and even more like another Jane Q. Public’s two year old boy who I met at this very same intersection just a few days earlier. I met him as he lie dying in the back seat of his mother’s SUV, not buckled properly in his car seat. His mother didn’t run the red light that day her baby boy stopped living on this earth, no. She ran into a car whose driver ran the red light exactly as you had just done. Exactly the same!
That was only a few days ago and I apologize that my heart wasn’t interested in listening to your excuses that day. You see, that boy’s little bloodied face and blood stained blankie still haunt my memory. I worked that scene just long enough to have to see a dead baby I could have done without seeing before I was relieved by accident specialists so that I could go onto the next call as though it’s no big deal to see dead babies and then carry on with life.
That’s one of the funny things about this job. We have to put away what just happened, no matter how awful, so that we can move onto the next call. Sometimes the next call is something mundane and our minds are elsewhere. Those next callers deserve our undivided attention as they explain to us how their expensive items that they left in the front seat of their parked car while they were in a bar were stolen. Sometimes they sense that we’re not 100% interested in what they have to say and that we seem to be going through the motions and they call us on it. They call us on it right there on the spot, or sometimes they do what you did and lodge an official complaint, never knowing that it isn’t that we don’t care about their loss, it’s just that we haven’t quite cleared our minds of the loss we witnessed just hours before that still occupies our brains. That face. That blankie. That woman crying, wailing like she was crazy. I bet she was crazy at that moment. I know I’d have been crazy, and I bet even you, Jane, would snap as well.
So to you, Ms. Jane Q. Public, I’m sorry that you caught me at such a bad time. Had we had the same encounter a few weeks before, it’s possible that I’d have listened to your excuses and sent you on your way with a warning instead of writing you tickets that you earned. Does writing those tickets bring dead babies back? No, of course it doesn’t. Will it give the many people who travel through that intersection and see a cop writing a ticket pause next time they approach the intersection as the light turns red? Maybe not. Does writing those tickets help me in some way that may or may not be perverse in your opinion? Yes, it does. If it didn’t, I’d have let you go on your way to get your son, along with your other son. The one who but for chance could have been that boy who’s face put me in such an unforgiving mood on that day.
Please remember that I’m a person too. Police officers are moms and dads and uncle and aunts. We go to your church and coach your kids. This is just my job; it’s nothing personal.
Respectfully,
That Officer Who Wrote You Those Tickets
don of all trades 
Wow, you are the nicest cop that I have ever “met” because I was told that whenever a warrant comes up you have to get arrested-ie me with a suspended license for a parking ticket that I didnt know I had. That was a fun experience. Nothing like going to the county for a parking ticket-as for that rich bitch-i dare here to pull that shit in dirty jesey-omg she could share my cell….you did the right thing-wait, did I just meet a cop I like???-hee hee….:)
If we arrested everyone we met with a single traffic warrant in the city, we’d never do anything else! Plus she had her baby and another kid was expecting her shortly so…why be a bigger jerk than necessary?
totally understood-i just thought that was the rule-as was told to me-thinking back maybe she needed that…bc that story pulled at my heart and thank you from here in nj for doing a really really hard job!!!!
This story did not go in the direction I expected. I’m so sorry to hear about the loss of the child and his death’s affect on you.
They all do a little bit. I’ll quit when anybody’s untimely death stops giving me some pause to consider how lucky I am. Thank you very much.
LOVED THIS !!! the nerve of some people!! I hope you never have to see her again…….unless she’s going to fight it in court and if she does I hope you mention the warrant that you casually overlooked that day.
Lol, I never worry about what a person does with a ticket after I write it. If they get it “fixed” then more power to them, as long as I can say I did what I thought was right then I’ll sleep fine at night.
Wait a second, her husband is an important lawyer and she drives a Porsche? Stop everything. She should have given YOU a ticket for delaying her! Everyone knows picking up your son from lacrosse warrants running a red light.
Well I can be quite rude sometimes, Katie. I must have been out of my mind on this day. Live and learn. I’m glad she was so easy on me in hindsight.
Please tell me that you are allowed to mail this to that bitch?
Lol. I’m pretty sure it’d just send her into another dimension of pissed off that I can do without dealing with.
Don, my friend, I know some pretty important people in our area too! 😉 PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE tell me this is someone’s wife I know so I can belittle the crap outta her the next time I see her at the club or at one of the STL galas!
We need to hang around more often! If I haven’t been blacklisted, that is.
She deserved 100 F’n tickets! Disrespectful, irresponsible, reckless bitch!! UGH!! I’m boiling!! and thank you, officer.
Thanks, ICM! 100 tickets would’ve been hell on my wrist and hand.
what’s ICM? stop laughing.
oh crap!! it’s me, isn’t it!! hahaha!
Oh boy…
melting with embarrassment! give you an ice cream if you don’t tell anyone. 😉
Sorry I’m training for a run so you can keep your ice creams crazy lady. ICM!
go you!! I’ll make it low fat and save it for the finish line.
Great post, Don. You have such a hard job and some people are just a-holes.
The good people by far outweigh the bad though, Goldie. I try to always keep that in mind.
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So true, so true!
Thank you!
I just saw! Congrats on being Freshly Pressed!!!
Thanks for what you do, Don. It isn’t a job that I would want to have to do nor could I probably handle doing it.
Bah, you’d probably do a great job. Hey, somebody has to do it, right? I like to think I’m pretty good at it and it can be rewarding when it’s not infuriatingly frustrating. Thanks for you nice comment.
Wow. I’m a pretty officer-sympathetic citizen. I have a real appreciation for what you do to keep schmucks like me (and my family) safe. But this really puts things into perspective for even those who don’t have someone they love out patrolling the streets. Well done, Sir of All Trades.
Thank you, ma’am! It’s a pleasure to be able to help you schmucks out from time to time.
Thank you for what you do. I am sorry over egotistical people are so self-absorbed that they don’t realize what you do day-in-and-day-out. Thanks for protecting and serving even those who don’t deserve it.
Thank you for your kind comment. They are my least favorite sort of person. At least a real dirtbag who MFs me to my face can say that he wasn’t raised right or didn’t know any better. This woman and people like her know when they’re being condescending and some relish doing it.
Dang.
Dang!
She should have taken the moment to realize what could have happened. Don’t you wish she could see your letter of complaint! Great post.
I think it’d cause me unnecessary headaches honestly! She’d be pretty mad. Lol. Thank you.
Congrats on FP. Well worth it!
We should work as a team. You, daytime cop. Me, woman that goes over to people’s house that don’t buckle their children in and kicks them in the teeth.
Of course, you’re going to have to protect me…because I don’t want to go to jail and you’re the cop and all..
Seriously, just this morning I realized my husband had my car seat in his car and I considered, for a second, using the booster for my niece to take him to the splash pad. Then I thought of how dangerous it was and called and canceled. There are no “I’m sorrys” for Moms that don’t take their children’s safety into consideration like that.
Can you kick them in the crotch instead? that’s much funnier! I’d team up with you anytime. Wait, I meant that in a nonsexual way of course!!
Fantastic post. I am so sorry about the baby that died. When you wrote about this dum beeatch saying “don’t you have something better to do.” I was thinking to myself, yeah the something better to do will be supervising the mess made by an asshole driver such as yourself. You should post this in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch. I will submit if you don’t want to and I’m serious. I will be bugging you by email soon. And honestly, can Doug help? She deserves a much worse slap down than she just got.
love you!
Lol, thanks, Maggie, I love your butt too. She’ll get hers at some point, I’m sure. A lot of suburbanites who just pass through the city ask that ain’t we got something better to do question. It’s fairly common and a sure fire way to guarantee a ticket gets written.
I can’t believe the self-righteousness of some people. And stories like this drive me crazy. My niece is a cop and I worry about her every day. You guys face really scary stuff that the rest of us only know through TV shows and movies. And to not buckle a toddler in? Horrifies me. Thanks for doing your job. Most of us out there respect and thank you!
Thanks, Dr. Rubin! I know the silent majority are good people and are glad to have us around (when they’re not speeding, right?). I keep that in mind most of the time. I’m surprised her husband wasn’t a pediatrician though, I mean anyone can be a lawyer!
… wow.
Her. You. The backstory. Wow.
I can’t imagine having your job. Thank you for all the you do.
And congrats on the FP! 😀
Thank you, Sire, I appreciate it!
I don’t know how you do it, Don. I’ve have beaten that bitch to a bloody pulp. It’s one thing for an adult to be a fucking idiot, but to do something like not buckle in a child thereby putting them at risk? Fuck no, 100% inexcusable.
I’m sure she’d tell you that she wasn’t getting on the highway and that it was just a short trip from the Starbucks to the camp, but it only takes one collision. Older don is much more patient with people and I let them speak their peace without taking it personally anymore.
You’re a good man, Don. The citizens in your area should sleep better knowing you’re protecting them.
Oh Don. I’m bawling. I hope that there is some way that you can give that privileged asshole of a woman who doesn’t take the time to buckle her son’s carseat properly this letter. Seriously, can you anonymously send it to her PLEASE??? Please?
I’m glad you’re one of the good guys who risks his life everyday to keep idiots like some of us (and our kids who deserve your protection) safe. Thank you.
I especially love the kids, Ninee, but you idiots are mostly ok as well! Thank you!
I wish there was a way people who drive around like pretentious idiots with their toddlers unbuckled in the car could have their children taken away from them for a little while. Not long. Just long enough for them to go, “Damn! I guess they are serious about that whole “buckle up your kid or he could die” thing. Police officers and fire fighters deserve 10x their annual salaries. keep up the good work.
Thank you, teach, that’s very kind of you. Some of them would probably just enjoy the free time away from their kids and not learn a thing though, honestly. I’m going to dream of all the things I could buy if I made 10x my salary now!! Thanks again!
Ugh. People like her make me sick. So sorry to hear about that poor child. 😦
Is it wrong I wish you’d arrested her? Asshats like her should be made to sit through a slideshow of accident photos. What a bitch.
Not wrong at all. I’m sure she avoided traffic school and is no worse for wear from having gotten these tickets. Thank you!
That’s so sad. I don’t want an Officer to give any breaks. If you break the law you break the law. Maybe you didn’t cause any other cars to pause at the intersection but maybe you gave her pause.
Eh, breaks are ok. Everybody has a story and sometimes it’s compelling enough to warrant a warning and a “please be more careful.”
Wow! Im so sorry ppl are such assholes, more so that such irresponsible and ignorant ppl even exist! Thank you for all that you do!! Im sure you hear way more of the irritation and irrational excuses than you do any thanks or gratitude, but I think all that you do is simply selfless & amazing. And for that, I’m grateful.
I appreciate your kind sentiments, Mrs. X! I know most people are good hearted. This woman may have been an ok woman on an off day herself. We all have those.
Loved this post. Sometimes we are all the annoyed driver getting pulled over and never get to see the perspectives that police officers have. Thanks for showing us all the other side.
Thanks for reading it and being understanding.
She does not deserve to be called Mom, I’m sorry you had to deal with her. Heifer.
Heifer! Lol, that’s one of my favorites! Not all moms are created equal, that’s for sure.
It makes my blood boil when people do not strap in kids especially if they belt themselves in! However I am not very good with traffic cops. My first encounter was as a 16 year old. I was cycling down a one way road the wrong way ( much quicker way home) when a country cop posted to Dublin pulled me over and gave me a big spiff about road traffic regulations etc etc etc. I nodded and eventually he left me off pointing down the road. I cycled away and then having waited a few minutes up the road I turned back around and headed back down the wrong way. Sadly it was obviously a slow day for that poxy law enforcement officer ( relatively respectful address) and he was waiting for me! He stopped me and I smiled and then he took my bike!!! i had to walk home and get my Dad to take me to collect it. ( no way was I telling my mum!)
I have improved slightly in my respect for traffic cops and have huge respect for cops ( or the gardai as we call them over here).
That’s a little petty with the bike incident, Tric. Thankfully, I work where there’s enough non petty shenanigans that I would get laughed out of town for harassing jaywalkers or people cycling against the right of way or whatever.
Well done, officer!!!
Thank you, ma’am!
At the very least, I hope our WP leaders view this and give you the Freshly Pressed nod as this has it all, dude. Injustice. Loss. Anguish. Perspective. Wisdom. Thank you for sharing a little of your soul today.
My college BF had a dad who was a well known police officer in St Louis. Whenever Scott got pulled over, he would just smirk and say his name and who his dad was, and they would let him go. Every time I wished they wouldn’t, as he thought going 100 mph was ok. So for me, thank you for not giving into pressure from VIP’s who expect elitist treatment.
Your hope came true! Thanks to you and the WP leaders! I appreciate it. Everybody knows somebody nowadays. I find it easier to write it and let the important person fix the ticket with somebody who makes more money than I do down the line. Why risk my job or public embarrassment to help an entitled, smug jackass?
Holy CRAP! Im like the rain goddess only for FP posts. In the last 2 months TEN blogs that I follow have been FP. I only follow 50 blogs at one time. Can I pick em or what? Honestly, I knew you were a FP in the making MONTHS ago the second my peepers read a paragraph. You are a unique personality! Funny, honest and REAL. Now to get Alicia the FP nod and I will be happy forevermore. AHEM…WP persons, are you listening, can you please FP Alicia Benton too?
Don, if I show my boobs, you better let me off no matter the circumstances. In all for realness, I love you, bro. Thanks for sharing your perspective. Crazy shit. I can’t imagine the amount of A-holes you have to deal with day in and day out. Keep those streets safe, my friend. Most importantly, keep the children safe. Thanks for your service.
Thanks, Dimmy! Your boobs would get you out of any situation, I’m confident. It’s great to hear from you, buddy!
I’m so sorry about the little baby. I’m sorry you had to see that and be part of it. All it would have taken, maybe, was a little care. It’s the shits. But ya know Don, there are millions of us out here who respect and care about officers, obey the law and appreciate your hard work. I’m only one of ’em. You got my back, I got yours. No matter where in the states you work or the colour of the car, I got you.
You bet I got your back! Thanks as always for your great comments.
That woman is a horrible example of humanity.
Period.
Full stop.
Yeah, it’s not that hard. She was a snotty bitch for sure, but maybe it was just an off day for her. Still, keep the kid safe.
Keepin’ it real on the streets Don. You’re a big-hearted lug, and I can’t imagine what your job must be like for you some days. Go home, hug your babies and your wife, and have a few Bud Light Limes, because you earned them. Peace.
I had some limes last night FBG! They were pretty tasty after another long night. Thanks! Hope all is well with you.
Things are getting better Don, thanks for asking! 🙂
Fuck Don. Thank you for what you do every day. And the next time you encounter a high maintenance bitch after witnessing something so awful, haul her ass to jail with her outstanding warrants. You rock. You way rock in my book.
Way rocking in your book is one of the best things I’ve heard in a long time! You’re pretty kickass, so that means a lot to me. Thank you!
🙂
Just keep in mind that there are always more people who want asshole drivers to get a ticket than the asshole drivers.
I’ve watched a lot of people die but not a child… I’m sorry that you have.
You’re right that most people want to see the real assholes ticketed most of the time. I’m all for turning the other cheek for minor things like going 10mph over on the highway, but she was just plain reckless. Thanks!
Chills Don, you gave me chills. I don’t envy you having to deal with asshats like this lady. And of course I can’t imagine some of the horrible things you have to see and deal with. That poor little boy.
This was a touching post. And it just confirms that you are actually a big softie
Thank you, Daile. Please keep the softie business between us though. I have my bad ass reputation to uphold you know!
A-C- C-O-U-N-T. A-B-I-L-I-T-Y. What does that f ING spell or mean? Look it up.
Amen!
Loved this! Cowboy up lady and get a clue! Most of the cops I know personally or who have been there when I needed help (or even wrote me a ticket) have all been kind and respectful. Shame on her for treating you badly and for not caring enough about everyone on the road with her – including her own kid. Keep up the good work!
Thanks, Roxie! I’m glad to hear that you’ve had mostly positive encounters with police. Not everyone is so lucky and I know that.
Thank you for that. I dunno if I’m more frightened by mothers like her, or if I’m more amused about civilians trying to pull rank.
It can be pretty amusing when it isn’t sad or infuriating, that’s for sure! Thank you as always.
Oh my gosh! What a…. I don’t even have the words right now.
Relax with a strawberry frosted pop tart and come back when you have the words then. I hope all is going well with the pregnancy. I’m looking forward to your new mom posts in a few months!
Don,
Thank you for all you do!
My daughter is a paramedic and we were JUST talking about kids and car seats the other day. She said she has two little ones die recently from not being strapped in properly, one who flew out the window and into a telephone pole. NO those visuals never leave your mind.
And yet, you were polite and kept your cool. That is so admirable.
We all need to S-L-O-W down a bit and take the time to be mindful of your actions. Luckily for her you did.
We also need to remember how precious and fragile life is.
I need to go hug someone now.
Sorry- I thought I caught all my errors.
Mindful of OUR actions!
Hi stranger! Your daughter rocks. She sees some nastiness out there on those roads for sure. Everyone is in a hurry to get someplace that is normally not all that important at the end of the day. Thank you.
She sounds like another insufferable asshole that we all know, all too well. Good for you for giving her two tickets she obviously deserved. Who gives a flying fuck if her husband’s a lawyer? All the more reason for her to RESPECT the law, eh?…I’m very sorry for all the tragedies you have to witness on your daily round. I can’t even imagine. You’re amazing. Excellent post. Happy Friday!
Thanks, Molly, you’re the best!
Good cop. Good baseball fan. Good writer. You rock! Congrats on the FP … and thanks for being good — very very very good — at all you do. I really enjoy reading your life …
Thank you for reading! I love your blog. Keep up the good work!
I just wanted to congratulate you on being pressed, Don. This is a great post and you deserve the recognition.
Thanks, TD, I appreciate it!
Amazing post, Don. I hope that Jane actually sees this and takes it into consideration. Not that she would, based on the exchange you had with her, but one can only hope.
Congrats on being Freshly Pressed, my friend! At least there’s an upside.
Thanks Nagzilla! I’m quite convinced that she’d just raise more hell if she saw this. There’d be lawyers and phone calls and all sorts of mess!
Great post. Excellent letter. I admire your restraint when dealing with an obviously spoiled miserable person. Keep up the good work and be safe out there!
Thank you very much! Becoming a parent has actually caused me to be more patient at work too believe it or not.
Brilliant narrative – a really interesting way to tell a story. Really good post. It is thought provoking and compelling. 🙂
Thanks for reading it and the nice comment as well!
Looking at this though your eyes opened my eyes. You probably hear every excuse in the book and then some. How very frustrating. But the truth of the matter is no matter how much you try the job has to be done. If you just save one person or avoid one accident you can chalk it up to worth it. Hang in there. This should be required reading to all new students who are just learning to drive and all those in class for infractions. Then all drivers should read it. I do not thing I left anyone out but if I did throw them into the mix.
It does have to be done, you’re right! If I didn’t do it, somebody who cared less could happily take my place and that’s not helping anything. Thank you!
I simply don’t understand how so many apparently educated people do not understand the laws of physics. Ignoring man-made laws is ridiculous enough, but who is her big-shot attorney husband going to appeal to about the inevitability of impact?
This is a very well-written piece. On behalf of the Jane Q. Publics who respect what you do and why you do it, I’m sorry you had to write it.
Congratulations on the Freshly Pressed!
Thanks, Hippie! I do believe that there are way more friendly people out in the world than there are miserable people, but the miserable ones seem to make more noise.