There's a certain timeless romance to the art of speeding. Watching out for obvious cop cars and ghosts alike. The thrill of the cherries in your rear view mirror. The few seconds you have to decide whether to whether to make a run for it, pull over, or, if you've got a little bit of a lead before the cop hits his lights, whether to pull off the road and try to hide in a parking lot.
I suppose the simple human touch of KC doesn't amount to much within the go-go city limits of Sugar Creek, where they'll install special cameras to catch speeders, snap a picture of their license plate, and mail them a traffic ticket.
The KC suburb's police chief, Herb Soule, says their police force just can't be expect to keep an eye on every single citizen in the bustling, diverse populace of 4,000 Sugar Creek residents. After all, they got themselves a four-row cement strip for their horseless-carriages on the east side of town, and that's a lot of traders headed back and forth swapping fancy minks and vittles and such.
Sure us folks in Kansas City got cameras that'll ticket you for running a red light, but we're simple folks slow to change who likely won't embrace such thinking. Least I hope not just for a spell. No, I think it'll be a long time before Kansas City will understand such cosmopolitan thinking, long as we enjoy the simple pleasures of whittlin' and jug bands.
