Actually, if the police weren't so short-handed and we weren't slashing their budgets, I'd advocate that they pull over motorists for all sorts of stupid behavior behind the wheel.
How about going after the beauty queens who weave in and out of traffic on the Beltway while staring in their rear-view mirrors and putting on their mascara and lipstick?
Or the Norelco knuckleheads who barrel down the JFX squinting into their side-view mirrors while shaving with their electric razors?
On a morning trip downtown at rush hour years ago, I actually passed a man reading the Wall Street Journal while he drove.
This is absolutely true. He had the newspaper spread over the steering wheel. And he'd alternate between looking up at the road (nice of him to do) and reading the stock tables.
I wanted to see that guy pulled over so badly I could scream.
And wouldn't it be nice to see the cops ticket some of these dashboard diners, too?
These are the guys - it seems to be mainly a guy thing - who spread their meal across the dashboard and chow down while they drive.
They'll have a quarter-pounder and fries on the dash, a gallon of Coke in the cup-holder and go flying down the road tearing open ketchup packets with their wolverine-like teeth.
Fellas, I don't mind telling you, you scare me.
One of these days, you're going to take your eyes off the road to dunk a fry in that ketchup lagoon you've got going on the dash, and something bad will happen.
Sure, it's not against the law to drive and dunk fries.
But like texting while driving, it doesn't make a lot of sense.
