You, me -- and thousands, possibly tens, or hundreds of thousands -- of other Americans too.
Driving ain't so bad. Get to enjoy the view, and not be treated like some convict on a Bureau of Prisons bus.
See my post 20 in this thread for some horror stories that'll make your blood run cold.
Remember, those are just a few representative incidents. This crap goes on daily. The arrogance of the "public servants" knows no bounds, no limits, no constraints.
It used to be that they'd try to screen out the a$$#oles when hiring for "enforcement" positions. Now, it seems they're screening them in. I guess all the better to keep the public in line. Cowed, afraid to do anything but smile, silently, and just take it.
The principle seems to be that they've staffed these "frontline customer service" positions with the aforementioned a$$#oles, who go about their "work", rousting, hassling, abusing whoever they want, for any reason they want. Do you look like the guy who "stole" his parking place last week? Tough break. Do you look like the guy who ran off with his wife? Does your voice remind him of the loan officer at the bank who gave him a hard time about being late on his mortgage?
The list of potential "offenses" goes on endlessly. The point is, if you, for whatever "reason", offend one of these... well, the politest term I can come up with is "modern day Roman soldier", then you, my friend, are eff yew see kay ee dee. I hope you didn't make any long term plans for the day -- things like "completing your flight", or "not having to even think about stuff like 'making bail.'"
We're racing headlong into something that's... well, they say history tends to repeat itself.
And remember Orwell's vision for the future. A bootheel, grinding into a man's face, forefer.
My Perfect Morning:
While driving to work, I attempt to tune in the local NPR station to scan the official propaganda arm of the democrat party. For some reason I get nothing but dead air. I shrug and tune in one of the local classic rock stations. They are having a Pink Floyd/Led Zeppelin marathon.
Some time around 9:30 am, a co-worker comes in and informs me there has been a horrendous earthquake in Californicate, and it has just sunk into the Pacific Ocean.
At about 11 AM, I read the following headline on FreeRepublic while I'm sitting on a really boring conference call: Meteor Hits Washington DC.
The story continues...
A meteor estimated to be approximately 200 yeards across impacted with the Capital building apparently at ground zero. Everything within a 10 mile radious has been completely vaporized. The meteorite apparently contained a high proportion of natural radioactive isotopes, and it would seem the area is uninhabitable for the next 5000 years.
The entire executive, legislative, and judicial branches vanished in the fireball generated by the impact. National day of celebration is declared spontaneously across the nation.
I can dream can't I?