well, perhaps not that vast. i’m talking local, really. but there is definitely a rich, right wing, old boy network, pillar of the community, founding father kind of conspiracy, right here in the poinsettia city.
it’s not that i ever thought that people were treated equally regardless of race, creed, color, or socioeconomic status. but i really thought that drunk driving was one of those universal evils that law enforcement would enforce more evenly.
however, there are people in this town, ok, men, alright, rich white men. old rich white men are what’s wrong with just about everything, but i digress. these are the kind of old white rich men who bring their fast expensive shiny cars to the local car wash, where they are known and valued customers. the thing is, they’re often drunk. and the other thing is, they’re never worried about it. why is this? well, if they get pulled over and haven’t done anything heinous, just a little failure to yield or a maybe a wee bit of weaving here or there, what they get is a stern tsk-tsk-ing and a ride home to thier palatial estate on the hill. it’s a handshake wink-wink nudge-nudge type of deal. they buy breath mints by the case and do a couple drops, and it mixes with the alcohol for a truly nuclear mintyness.
they’re old powerful white males who reek of classy booze and old money. and breath mints.
isn’t that lovely?