The 'Headers In Life & Legend
by Russell W. Knight
The Judge and the Motorist
|The courtroom was hot, airless and stuffy. The Judge, dog-tired and mentally spent by the August heat, was beside himself, his patience worn thin. Facing him was a motorist who had been ticketed for reckless driving, running a red light, and for verbally berating an officer of the law. To the Judge's knowledge this particular motorist had faced similar charges on numerous occasions, only to have each traffic violation filed, quashed or dismissed -- thanks to the political clout wielded by several of his close friends.
But on this steamy midsummer day, the Judge was adamant; he was in no mood to bend the laws of the state in response to the pleas baldly expressed by one or two wire-pulling wardheelers.
"Sir," he said in an icy-cold voice, "I'm well aware of the fact that you have circumvented the state's motor vehicle laws time and time again; that you have deliberately mocked our courts and undermined the integrity of its judicial system. Today, however, I intend to right these past wrongs, to even the score, measure for measure. As a warning to others who, like yourself, use every means at hand to set our laws at naught, I shall impose the stiffest penalty that comes to mind.
For the next two weeks this court orders you to drive your own car through the streets of downtown Marblehead each and every day from nine o'clock in the morning until five o'clock in the afternoon!"