In article <[email hidden]>,
David Cohen said:There have been times when, in the middle of the night, I have driven up to
a red light at an intersection in the middle of the desert, with a car
sitting there, waiting, waiting, waiting, for the light to turn green. Not
another car for miles in any direction. But there he waits, like a dutiful
sheep, for the light to change. Well, that's his business, who cares?
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There have been times, when I've encountered such a situation (tho
not in the desert), where I've muttered "Screw this!" and run the
damn light. But I don't do that often. You see, years and years
ago, early one morning in N.J., I came up to such a light. Stopped.
Waited. Waited. Waited. Not another car appeared from any
direction. "Hmmm..." Looked around carefully. Saw nothing. But
over to my left, on the other side of the street, was a
heavily-foliaged driveway entrance. "Hmmm...". Backed up a bit,
turned left into it. Sure enough: There was a cop sitting *way* back
in there--completely invisible back there in the foliage, in the
dark. "Is that traffic signal broken, officer?," I asked. "No," he
replied, "just drive over the trigger strip again." You know damn
well he'd have ticketed me if I'd run the damn thing.
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