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| Friday, March 21, 2008 |
| Driver Improvement School - Cruel and Unusual Punishment (Part 1) |
 I recently had the galling experience of attending driver improvement school. The reason? My daughter states the answer rather clearly, "Because you were bad, Daddy." Yes, I was bad.
After receiving my first moving violation in 16 years for improper lane usage, I had the dumb-(really, incredibly dumb)-luck of receiving a
speeding ticket just 2 months later. Now, the improper lane usage charge, though lame, was dully mine. For the second ticket, unlike the
first, I was not the appropriate recipient. I was not speeding (especially 19 mph over the limit).
When explaining this to the bull-headed police officer, he informed me that he was quite sure the ticket was unmistakably mine. I was beginning to understand the officer's logic. I believe the formula that was sputtering through his little mind was something like:
God is infallible. I think I'm God. Therefore, I am infallible.
What a douche-bag.
Now, I must return to the true focus of my tale of woe. One requirement of the rather exorbitant "justice" I purchased was that I attend driver improvement school. There is nothing, nothing, in this great world, that can make a man more contemplative of humanity than driver improvement school. For two, three-hour nights, I had become a pupil in an academy both cruel and unusual.
Upon entering the classroom, the fifteen years I had experienced since high school were erased. My time in college, a career, a wife, a house, the kids, all were gone, sublimated, vaporized, erased. I found myself back in what could have been any high school's drivers-ed class. I cautiously scanned the room. There are sixty-five teens of various social standing, representing every gang, club, and clique known to the modern-day high school. Additionally, there's a guy who is easily fifteen years older than me who appears to be reliving his high school glory days. I'm a fish out of water. This guy is a loud, dumb, beached-whale.
To be continued...Labels: funny, justice
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| Thursday, February 28, 2008 |
| Bob Wargaski - Pig Farm Hero in Wauconda, Illinois |
 It's people like Bob Wargaski that protect what it means to be an American. When piss-ant local governments start pushing people around, many folks just roll-over.
Bob is standing up against the alledgedly corrupt local government of Island Lake, Illinois and it's officials. By starting a pig farm on his property, due to EPA regulations, Bob may effectively stop Island Lake from building a water tower in what is practically his back yard.
You can read the full story (from the Daily Herald Newspaper) here: http://www.dailyherald.com/story/?id=116923&src=3
To let them know your thoughts on the matter, you can contact the Island Lake, Illinois local officials via this link: http://www.villageofislandlake.com/html/village_board_highlights.html
Good luck Bob!Labels: government, justice, liberty
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