Well, perhaps God is trying to communicate with me somehow, but I was stopped
AGAIN, for blowing a red light AGAIN. Or maybe the Seattle Police have issued a
bulletin advising all police to crack down on cyclists. (I'd be interested in knowing
if the bike couriers in town have seen any of this. I watched a group stream through
the city the other day, violating every law known to man. It was a beautiful sight,
although I don't personally advocate that degree of risk taking.)
This time it was my morning commute. The best part of my commute is flying down
Jackson Street from 15th to 2nd. It's a long straight hill with timed lights. I can hit
every light just as it turns green. Bing. Bing. Bing. Bing. Bing. Bing. Unfortunately,
this policeman determined that hitting a light just as it turns green consistutes
blowing a red. He advised me to take it up with the judge. (In fairness, he also
advised me that judges are lenient on cyclists.)
So, yes, this time I was ticketted. $81. According to the policeman, this was
lenient, as he could have given me a ticket for each of the lights.
Ironically, just a few blocks before starting that descent I was run off the road by
a woman in a Toyota Tahoma (monster truck) talking on a cell phone. She switched
lanes and I had to jump a (fortunately low) curb to avoid being knocked off the street.
Anyway, I have been (carefully, judiciously, and reasonably safely) riding in urban
traffic for 25 years now. Never been in an accident. Never caused an accident. And
I think I can count the times I have actually inconvenienced a driver on one hand.
Only these past couple of weeks have I ever had any trouble with the police. It
must mean something.