8/6/05

Duped By The Fuzz

"One headlight means a motorcycle," in the cryptic semaphore of our modern roadways, and motorcyclists always wave to each other.

Therefore, yesterday morning, when I spotted the single golden beam approaching in the oncoming lane, I readied my clutch hand for a passing salutation like I always do.

Imagine my surprise when it turned out to be a police officer - a sheriff, in fact - astride a brown government-issue Harley.

I waved to a cop? I waved to a cop?

I'm anti-establishment, man! I'm a rebel! Sure I pay my taxes and abide by local ordinances, but never before have I pictured myself on this side of the divide between those who exhale and those who inhale when they spot law enforcement.

Is this because I turned 28 last month? How did this happen? Do I have to start voting Republican now? This is distressing.

And I haven't even gotten to the worst part...

He waved back.

3 comments:

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The cop sent you, didn't he?

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