If you or I come upon the scene above– a cruiser blocking the entire road, its lights ablaze, in the aftermath of a big blizzard — we’d say, “Hmmmm. Looks like this road’s closed! Guess we should turn around and go another way!”
Of course, you or I are not some Very Important Westporters.
Their reaction to such a scene is more like:
- Stop the car. Get out of the car. Slam the door. Stride up to the police car. Say very loudly, “I demand to know why this road is closed!”
- Drive very closely to the police car. Roll down the window. Lean out and say with confidence, “It’s okay! I live on this road!”
- Stop the car. Stand by the car. Yell, “Do you know who I am?”
Yeah. It’s pretty clear.
You’re a guy who — if the cop wasn’t there — would disregard the yellow tape all across the road, plus the several sawhorses, and drive right through.
Very, very fast.
Over live wires.