This week, I have to apologize to all of you thirsty readers hungering
for my unusual but fitting advice. A few days ago I witnessed something
so appalling that I cannot keep my mouth shut. Usually I leave commentary
such as this to the other four mainstays on this site. But not now.
I'm putting all of your lives on hold, not dispensing the regular
dosage of Dr. Knowisums and taking a stand against oppression.
What am I talking about, you ask yourself. Has the Doctor gone bonkers?
No, I haven't. Keep reading and you will be enlightened.
It was a sunny afternoon in the bustling metropolis I live in. I
was walking home from one of the many seminars I give on a weekly
basis. The traffic was at its high point for the afternoon, thousands
of commuters were rushing to get to their split-level homes, condos
or townhouses. Walking along I had to be aware of the curving around,
stopping and starting, screaming finger givers and horns aplenty.
As I made my way through a cross street off a major road I had to
skirt behind a police car. This police vehicle was edging out onto
a busier street in an effort to cross it while the traffic lights
had allowed a lull in the bustle of cars careening across the city.
Just as the police car crossed the point of no return (you know this
point, it's when you've gone too far and now are holding up traffic
until you are able to cross the intersection) the traffic light changed
and the oncoming cars started to build. Does this stop the policeman,
or does it make him back his car up to give the right of way to the
oncoming traffic (which I might add is the legal rule)? No it doesn't.
In fact, in the cop's skewed world this gives him the sway to continue
edging out into the intersection regardless of oncoming traffic. I
note this in my head when crossing behind the police car, 3 oncoming
vehicles realize what the cop has done. Brakes begin screeching as
they try to avoid striking the police car. The brakes screeched so
much that smoke was billowing out from the front tires of the cavalier
trying to avoid an accident.
Well the cavalier stopped in time so as not to strike the police
car. But, as we all know accidents are usually caused and build because
of the domino effect. Unfortunately the truck behind the cavalier
was unable to stop in time and bumped the cavalier. The accident was
small and no pieces of cars fell to the ground, luckily. I watch the
scene with fascination thinking 'hmmm, what will this police officer
do.' Will he stop his vehicle and get out to apologize, make sure
everyone is ok, exchange insurance numbers with the cars in question
or god forbid even give himself a traffic violation. Well, guess what.
The pompous bastard angles his car around the accident (that he caused)
and continues on his merry way.
You are probably asking yourself, 'of course the policeman's sirens
were on, he was obviously in a rush to save some lives'. Wrong. No
sirens, no lights not a peep.
As I witnessed this tragedy I searched for a car number and tried
to quickly memorize his license plate to no avail. Angry at the world
I blurt out, 'I can't f*&kin believe what I just saw'. Another
pedestrian about 10 feet away echoed my sentiment and we exchanged
a 10-minute bitch fest about cops. I will spare you my rant, and let
you draw your own conclusions on the problem with authority, these
so-called protectors of society have.
What to say to this
Just one more line in a long list of ways the man screws with the
masses.
I do hope that the police officer in question got home in time for
dinner or made it over to his mistress' house for a good shaggin'.
Back next week, with my regular column. Keep sending those letters
in, I'll keep telling you how to live your life.
Dr. Know