Clinton Library

[mro]

and DUI violations (fine with me).

DUI has gotten outa control. Now has nothing to do wether your "impaired", just wether they can measure something in breath/blood.

I personally enjoy riding, having a few henniseys or belvederes and riding some more. Not the least "impaired". Pay as much/more attention to everything around me. On the rare occasion that I’ve gotten carried away drinking I’ve gotten a ride home. Way things are now even two drinks can land you in the slammer.


mro

ps
hi xs650mike
how’d your gig go Saturday. wanted to go but $hit got in the way.

[Pat Kelly]

Working at a county hospital where people are brought in for blood-draws by CHP, I have noticed that the more that is drank the smarter the drinker becomes and they become louder to convince everyone around how smart they are. They sing better too. The logic used become so clear that no one understands them and a higher plane of reality manifests itself that we can no longer understand what they're saying.
They've usually wet their pants too.

[xs650mike]

Re: and DUI violations (fine with me).

Originally posted by mro
ps
hi xs650mike
how’d your gig go Saturday. wanted to go but $hit got in the way.

Fine, except the piano man got stuck in Santa Rosa and didn't make the gig, we muddled through like the pros we are. CHP drunk driver checkpoint 1/2 mile down the road on 53.

[fredintoon]

nailing drunken Duncan.

Back in the UK in the '60s "drunken Duncan" Hamilton was a Grand Prix rececar driver notorious for his boozing habit.
So notorious that he is featured in an urban legend.
One night as he came staggering out the pub the cops were laying for him and pulled him over not 1/4 mile down the road.
Dialog in court went like this.
Defence:- Why did you pull him over?
Cop:- Erratic gear shifts.
Defence (to Mrs Hamilton):- Was your husband drunk?
Mrs H:- Oh yes, he could hardly walk when they pulled him out of the car.
Defence:- tell the court about the car.
Mrs H. It's a 2-door hard top V8 with automatic transmission.
My husband imported it for me from the USA.
Tell the court what you did after the police took your husband out of the car and drove him away in the paddywagon.
I just put it in "D" and drove home, it's a left-hand drive.
OTOH mro, you Sir and your henneseys or belvederes and riding some more, are a menace.
Fred Hill, S'toon.

[MAXIMAN]

After what happened to me in 1989 I have ZERO tolerance of impaired drivers.

I was travelling south on hwy 177. I had just pulled onto the road fomr a side street and was travelling about 45 when a drunk hit me head on. I don't know how fast he was going but it looked like he was doing about 60 or 65 mph.

The cops estimated his speed at 55. It all happened instantaneously so no brakes were applied...there simply wasn't time. So he was doing 55 mph north boubd and I was going about 45 south bound in a direct head on collision.

The wreck was so violent my head still went through the windshield even buckled in. It bent the frame of my half ton SUV driving the engine into the cab. The drunk was in a 1980's Buick Regal. It toalled his car as well.

I sat there for what seemed like an hour in semi-conscious state. I couldn't get my door open. I reached over and managed to kick the passenger door open. I had no idea what I was doing stumbling around in the highway but I tried to get to the other car to see if the drunk was ok. I had no idea at the time he was impaired.

I looked in his vehicle and his head had literally bounced off the passenger side support post. He was laying in the floorboard and in my hazed state I assumed he was dead. At that moment it saddened me because I didn't know he was drunk.

Within a few minutes an ambulance and cop arrived and they put me in the emergency vehicle. Then a few minutes later one of the EMTs got near me and was acting kinda funny...he held my arm as if to reassure me.

A few seconds later they lifted the stretcher of this piece of human debris into the ambulance. He was cursing and screaming at the people that were trying to help him. He was in no pain. He reeked of alcohol and I immediately tensed up. I wanted come out of the stretcher and beat his ass!!! to put it crudely. I was infuriated thinking this idiot had almost taken the life my my two young son's father...ME.

Now I know why the EMT got between me and him. He'd probably experienced other victims reactions to drunken drivers.

When we got to the ER this idiot was still cursing everyone...me...the cops...nurses and doctors. I had never been around a drunk driver before so this was all news to me. But the other professionals in the ER (nurses, cops, doctors and EMT) all told me this was very very common behaviour for drunk drivers.

Fast forward:

Couple months later the DA called me to testify. It was this guys thrid offense and would be his 2nd conviction. He got off on the first offense.

We went through the whole schmeer of the wreck and his BAC. The judge found him guilty. She sentenced him to a year in county jail. Then the stupid bee-otch turned right around and suspended all of the sentence but 20 days. I was utterly stunned at the sheer flagrant disregard this judge had for the law.

This was the drunk second conviction. He had no drivers license when he hit me because of a prior conviction. Thus he had no insurance. So in addition to my hospital bills I also had to pay for my destroyed truck. Oh we sued the guy for damages but that's like getting blood from a turnip. In short I and my insurance company ate the whole thing. Utterly disgusting. That man should be in prison. At that rate he will kill some one because he has no incentive not to drive drunk. The system has let the guy off too many times.

The Judge...Lois Belden...is no longer a judge because she retired. But she was a real piece of work. As a judge she should've been impeached and removed from office for utter incompetence.

[MartyA]

Sorry this was hijacked, it is a good thread.

One can only hope she does not see what you did first hand, living in regret for the rest of your life is not a good way to live.

I was an EMT with the local ambulance service for many years. Saw a lot of that. In all my years of responding to MVA, the drunks were almost always unhurt, unruly, unreasonable, and right back on the road again. They don't get hurt cause they are so relaxed at impact, and since they remember so little they don't feel at all responsible for anything. And the judges, well don't get me started there. Half of the DWI MVA I responded to were repeat offenders.

IF you are not driving 100% of the time defensively, you are putting yourself at tremendous risk. And time of day has little to do with the frequency of the MVA.

[xs650mike]

Not tolerated here, judge just sentenced a guy to 15 years. The drunk was a 3rd time offender from San Francisco who killed a woman in a head on. After the guy spent a few months in the hospital he recovered enough to stand trial. He hired an expensive Frisco attorney but that did him no good. Defense claimed that the fifth of 100 proof Wild Turkey found in his Cadillac was half empty because he was in so much pain from his injuries that he opened the WT and drank it before help arrived. When the prosecutor pointed out that there would have been blood on the bottle, the defense tried to claim that the CHP wiped the blood off the bottle. The jury was unimpressed with this argument. The deputy DA who prosecuted the case is a friend of mine with whom I play music from time to time at a local bistro. He told me that the defense attorney couldn't understand why he wouldn't plea bargain the case. My friend handles all of the murder and manslaughter cases and recently got a conviction on a murder case where the body was never found. He will be running for DA next election. Guess who I'm gonna vote for.

[mro]

OTOH mro, you Sir and your henneseys or belvederes and riding some more, are a menace

When I'm driving/riding I have a personal limit. 2 drinks only, and the second only when I'm staying for awhile. If I haven't left by then I drink coke.

Have been stopped after leaving bars twice in past 5 years. Did nothing wrong driving, cops just wanted to "check". Have not ever been arrested, just annoyed by the cops.

Do not understand how one could live with themself if caused injury/death do to negligence or being drunk.



mro

[xs650mike]

another morphed thread...

Uh oh, another morphed thread. Probably not any way to get it back on track I suppose...

[Materi]

The Hijack continues

In 1989 I was in Flight School at Emery Aviation in Greeley, CO. As part of an experiment, I was part of a group of eight advanced instrument rated pilots who were working in flight crews of two (pilot, co-pilot) who would fly approaches in the schools flight simulator. The results were predictable. After 2 beers each, the pilot (I was co-pilot) and myself actually flew a slightly better approach than when we had nothing to drink. After 3, our performance slipped beneath pre-drinking levels, after 4, we made some pretty bad errors, and after a six pack, we made some huge errors in judment and timing, which in the real world had an 88% chance of a fatal crash I was in pretty good drinking shape at the time and didn't really "feel" drunk.

The alcahol control co-ordintator explained that after a couple of beers ( we were weighed and filled out an extensive questionaire regarding our drinking habits) one does feel the sensation of being more aware, and in control...less inhibited and more brash. As one becomes more impaired, the feeling is usually intensified, and of course a vicious cycle ensues. It was an interesting and sobering experience. Sort of like being in a dream where something horrible happened, but you get to wake up and learn from it. The experiment really changed my views on drinking in general, and especially drinking and driving. In case you were wondering the rule was and is, 18 hours from bottle to throttle when flying. I apply that same rule to driving, even if I've only had "a couple". Why risk it?

[BLUEJEEPLAB]

More Clintonesque pictures, (a feeble attempt to morph the thread back). I love the hauling ones

http://boortz.com/more/funny/redneck_pics.html

[prometheus578]

"Honesht ossifer, I wasn't drivin'. I was in the back seat singin'"

Attended a class where the MP's did the same with a driving simulator. The MP "volunteer"'s ability dropped off markedly after the second beer, and then proceeded to get tragically humorous after that.
Almost got kicked out of Sniper School due to the lingering effects of a late night get together. We all denied drinking alcohol (or coffee), but our range scores that morning showed otherwise.

[xs650mike]

Good post Papa Gino, I like this one:

http://boortz.com/more/funny/redneck_pics_motorcycle.html

[BLUEJEEPLAB]

Run on down to your local Cowasaki dealership to get on the list for yours. Leather seating is the only option available. Horns are included. Stop hoofing and get yours. Add the mad cow dimension to your road rage attitude... Stop me before I pun again.

[xs650mike]

Re: "Honesht ossifer, I wasn't drivin'. I was in the back seat singin'"

Originally posted by prometheus578
Attended a class where the MP's did the same with a driving simulator. The MP "volunteer"'s ability dropped off markedly after the second beer, and then proceeded to get tragically humorous after that.

Motorcyclist magazine did a similar test a few years ago with staffers riding bikes around a course. Checked lap times. 1 or 2 drinks actually improved lap times (more likely due to increased bravado rather than improved skill) and then it was all downhill from there with cones being knocked over, crashes and much higher times. This was around the same course which the riders had learned. One can easily imagine how much worse they would have done riding on a public road with the sudden hazards we encounter all the time in our daily riding. The article was reprinted last year and makes for hysterically funny reading.