I was arrested a couple months back, and now I’m on bail awaiting trial.
That good enough for ya?
For this guy who’s never had so much as an overdue library book, let alone a traffic ticket, this was something of an interesting experience for me.
I can’t comment too much as it is still a matter before the courts. All I can say is that the allegation against me is a minor one, and whilst I won’t say that the police didn’t take the complainant seriously, I can say that it is an area in which the police have to deal with a lot of vexatious complaints, and the arresting officers were as friendly as protocol allowed them to be under the circumstances, they did not bother handcuffing me, and… get this… whilst they had a bullwagon parked outside, they said, “you can follow us back to the station in your car, if you like.” Make of this what you will.
Not going to bother wasting electrons on telling you I’m innocent, but we’ll just say I’m not terribly worried about it, and I think it’ll work out.
I, too, briefly violated laws of gravity today whilst on my bicycle.
I also broke something like a dozen traffic laws, since if you’re on a bike you’re supposed to follow them all. I assume that that means yielding, stopping at stop signs, not running red lights, and not making illegal U-turns. But - hey, there are no cars coming, and I’m fairly certain that a Santa Fe cop isn’t going to materialize out of nowhere, and I’m absolutely sure they wouldn’t waste their time on me.
I’m also frequently in violation of the Law of Averages and Murphy’s Law. I’ve considered turning myself into Law Enforcement Officials, but I fear the Law of Unintended Consequences.
I’ve been crossing the street on red lights a lot lately. Only when there’s no traffic coming–I’m an outlaw, I’m not stupid.
In the morning it’s still dark when I walk to work, and I feel like a bit of a mugger magnet standing on the curb waiting for the green (though the risk of muggers on my usual route is minute, or I wouldn’t be using it). The rest of the day, well, standing on the curb while other people walk past me and blithely stroll across the street gets a bit old after awhile. Sometimes you just get fed up with trying to be a good example.
Thinking about it, I’m amazed that I’ve made it up to this point in the day without breaking any laws.
I walked to work, so there are no minor traffic violations to worry about, and I haven’t really done anything but… work. Unless of course this code I’m working on is going to be used for nefarious purposes by my employer.
I had an overdue library book, but I just returned it.
My exhaust gave out on Monday, and rather than leaving my loud, loud, loud car at home, I’ve driven it to work every day this week. I even drove to biology class once. Today I mean to drive it again… to the mechanic, so it will hopefully stop being so loud.
However, the very nice police officer who got the honor of pulling me over twenty minutes after said exhaust died said that it was okay, as long as I got it fixed as soon as I could afford to. So I’m really just doing what he told me to do.
I have violated the international conventions about chemical and biological warfare. But, if it’s any consolation - I was in the area of effect of those gas bombs, too. (Air!!!)
I’ve discussed various illegal activities with numerous people on a messageboard on The Chicago Reader’s servers, thereby making us all guilty of conspiracy, as well as failure to report a crime.
