All stick and no carrot, since ought-three.
十年離亂後，長大一相逢， 問姓驚初見，稱名憶舊容。 別來滄海事，語罷暮天鐘。 明日巴陵道，秋山又幾重。
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Wed, 29 Oct 2003
Well originally I had this grand plan to contest the speeding ticket and dazzle them with my knowledge of cosine distance etc. and prove the radar wrong. I'm pretty sure I was caught in a perfunctory quota-filling operation. But now, on the verge of a two week trip abroad (plea due right before I get back), I realize that I don't really remember where on the long stretch of Rt. 125 it occurred, and I didn't even get a look at where the cop was stationed. So I don't think I can mount much of a defense other than
So I'm pleading nolo contendere and just take it in the ass from my insurance company for years to come.
I guess that after two and a half years of keeping it at 85 to and from work, one ticket ain't so bad. Pity it didn't occur when I was actually speeding. But who am I to expect any kind of correlation between crime and punishment?
The better part of valor is discretion. -- William Shakespeare, "Henry IV"