Don't get me wrong, I thought about it, too. But they knew who he was. Not that he was some sort of pinko professor guy from Larrytown, but he was the guy.
he pulls over, they stop for a little rumble, recognize him (his picture's been on the paper and on TV in Kansas),
So was the prof stopping over for a little rumble, too?
Turns out the best breakfast place in Lawrence is on the south side of town, so that adds up, too. Lawrence isn't that big a place.
Which made me wonder why he went so far away. Again, that was to clear his head. Sorry, too many coin flips that have to all turn up heads.
They knew who he was when he confronted them. They could have recognized him as that ay-thee-yust egghead. You don't know they knew that before they stopped.
So was the prof stopping over for a little rumble, too?
My wife told me today she's scared it's exactly the kind of thing I'd do. And living in this part of the country, you really don't expect violence.