so, let’s just say you’re driving 90 miles per hour down a highway that’s clearly marked with a 70 mile per hour speed limit and your screemi…er humming along to radiohead’s “the tourist”, which – i’ll remind you – contains the following ominous lyrics:
“It barks at no one else but me
Like it’s seen a ghost
I guess it seen the sparks a-flowing
No one else would knowHey man slow down, slow down
Idiot, slow down, slow downSometimes I get overcharged
That’s when you see sparks
You ask me where the hell I’m going
At a thousand feet per secondHey man slow down, slow down
Idiot slow down, slow downHey man slow down, slow down
Idiot slow down, slow down”
yes, let’s imagine that this is, in fact, the circumstance you find yourself in, right before you get pulled over by a michigan state trooper. are you:
- incredibly stupid, for ignoring the universe as she loudly shouts in your ear to slow your shit down?
- incredibly lucky, for getting the nicest state trooper ever, because – for reasons left unexplained – he decided to write you a ticket for 5 miles over.