Turns out that the radar camera that busted me over Christmas was about as faithful as Marion Barry’s girlfriend. Check it out.
You think they’ll give my 50 bucks back? Hey, if D.C. can demonstrate enough forgiveness to let Barry back on the City Council, can’t they show a little love to a man hustling to greet his wife and child during the holidays? You would think that they would cut me some slack, but then again, this is D.C., “a city of Southern efficiency and Northern charm,” as JFK said.
But I’ll be watching this story as it, like so many other things in D.C., unravels.