We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Heading South for Vacation soon, and well aware of GA's finest - they have ample blind-spots to harbor in, and just wait to pounce when you inch over 70MPH on 95.
It also applies to VA ones too, but they're a touch more forgiving... at least you can use radar in GA....
Had one in my state pass me one night, lights flashing, after the guy who passed me on a bridge, uphill into a no-passing zone. Blinded by the lights, I was. Illuminated my smile real good.
Back in the CB days (someone explain CB to the kids) we were driving late at night down to Maryland and listening to the truckers gabbing over the radio. The guys heading in the same direction stayed with you and their conversations were a lot more interesting than anything we could pick up on the radio. Since my philosophy was "You don't have to drive at the speed limit just don't be the fastest guy on the road." We listened to these boys for two states.
I spotted headlights coming up from the rear, fast, and soon a red mustang Mach (?) blew by. As the old joke goes, "He went by me so fast I thought my car had stopped, so I got out to find out what happened.". After a minute we heard the truckers call out,"Look Bobbie! Bait Fish!, bait,bait!".
Sure enough, ten miles ahead we heard "Yeh hah!" on the CB and a couple of minutes later saw the blue flashing lights (or was it red?). Heh Heh!.
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John the River
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@John the River Down here in Georgia, we'd call that red Mustang a "rabbit", and everyone in the car would say in unison as it flashed by: "We HAVE a rabbit!". We then speed up enough to chase the rabbit, but not catch it, leaving that to the revenue enhancers in Smokey hats. Also, the correct question here in NASCAR country, when pulled over by the police, is: "Did I qualify?". Also, don't run; they have a habit of killing people who do that here. Just take your ticket. FYI, Georgia has a "super speeder" law, so over 70 on a state road or over 85 on interstates adds a couple hundred dollars to your fine; at 25 over the posted limit, they can, at their discretion, take you to jail. Have a nice trip.