Atomictumor

Yes, I could make less sense, but I’m apparently just barely in Dixie. Woot!
Thanks Knoxjon

The Oak Ridger recently ran a piece written by policeman Mark Coffey regarding a complaint he received about one of his officers exceeding the speed limit without sirens or lights on. Mark, while managing to quickly insinuate that anybody who would question the driving powers of his boys is against the forces of law-n-order (the whole good german thing that got big a few year ago) by indicating that this office in question was rushing to quell a domestic dispute.

Thing is, if he’s rushing to do something, seems to me he needs to be flashing some lights.

But thats not what really sucks about cops and how some of em drive. What really pisses me off is the tailgating. The other day we were behind one of Oak Ridge’s finest as they drove a few miles Edgemoor road no further than 10 feet from the bumper of the sedan in front of them. At 55 MPH. What the hell was that?

The car was stock. No stickers, no tinted windows, no flashy bling blang on the wheels, a couple of middle aged white folks driving it, no doubt a bit nervous by the jackass driving with a fractional second gap between them.
I can understand getting up close to run a license check, sure. Then either pull the guy over, or back the hell up.

And this whole law and order crap needs to stop. The other day the Supreme Court ruled that police can now collect evidence in situations where they have a warrant without having to knock on the door (the old kick-down situation). Sure, theres a warrant, and a suspected criminal. But by allowing police the abillity to kick a door down without a knock moves us a notch closer to the jack booted thug world that people have all been yelling about for the past 50 years.

And here everybody thought that the second amendment was the weak link…

Do you have problems communicating with neighbors? Homeowners in Indiana may have found an answer to pesky neighborhood communication issues.

Thats right, they’re using big assed signs. I’d like to say that we pioneered that technology in ridding ourselves of a TV we had a few months ago, but we didn’t understand its application in feuding. To that end, I’ve gone ahead and created an arsenal of signs that could potentially used in generic neighborhood situations.

Enjoy!

Pain pain go away
Come again no other day
Vicodin is nice

$150
Cat scratch posts are over-priced
Made our own, by God

Masta G is great
Took his dad out for supper
Happy Father’s Day!

Well, here we are, Saturday morning, nothing to do, while Oak Ridge is throwing a big assed party across town.  And my iconclastic ass doesn’t wanna go.

GAC: “Don’t you want to support your city, AT?”

AT: “grumble”