5.10.2006

Kind of an older article, but still relevent. Remember the comic book that the Mexican government created to help Mexicans sneak into the United States? Well, if you don't that's okay...this English translation will explain it all for you:

http://www.qando.net/details.aspx?Entry=789
(scroll down a bit to see the fun pictures Mexico created)

Basically, if you are a Mexican coming to the US illegally, don't beat women or have loud salsa parties, or The Man will come knockin'.

5.01.2006

Today the speed limit dropped from 65 mph to 55 mph on an 8 mile stretch of my commute. Not a big deal...it's being done to get ready for the remainder of the construction on this new mega-interchange between I-85 and GA 316. Gonna last for another 2 and 1/2 years. After it's all done the traffic congestion in the area "should" lighten up a bit.

Okay, so not being one to spit on the traffic laws, no matter how ridiculous something may seem, I followed the new limit in the next-to-far-right lane of a 5 lane road (well, actually I was going 5 over the limit at 60 mph). Holy smokes, horns honking, tempers flaring, fingers waving and screaming screaming SCREAMING. People were SO PISSED OFF at this little Toyota Econo-car driving down the road at 60 mph. One of two things (or both, or whatever) had obviously occurred:

  • People were not aware of the new speed limit, and could not figure out why I was poking along
  • People didn't give a damn about the speed limit, whether it was 40 mph or 70 mph...they were sure as rain gonna go however fast they wanted.

Regardless, I wasn't going to speed up just to satisfy these unknowns. Tickets in this zone can cost up to $2,000........yes, $2,000. I just don't have it. That's about my only motivation to ever obey a speed limit...money. Let's face it, almost all speed limits are set partially due to road and traffic conditions, but primarily to raise funds for the local municipalities.

Anyway, I didn't feel too bad about all these jokers getting angry at me....let 'em fly by and take their chances. I saw at least a dozen po-po flashing their lights off the side of the road all the way in today. I ain't buyin' their coffee and donuts. I was scared as hell to have no less than 4 tractor trailers riding my rear at that speed, but I couldn't very well get over another lane without exiting. Too bad for all of us to have to slow down for 2 and 1/2 years, but oh well....deal with it.

Bah....what a dumb way to start off the week. Now I'm ready to get back in bed.