Damien on… How To Deal With The Police
In Britain, when not waging their pointless war against their own citizens (The War Against Drugs) the cops spend most of their time pestering already beleaguered motorists (running a car in The Old Country costs more than having a BUTLER, these days).
Not so here in Thailand. Oh sure, thanks to pressure from America, they also wage war on drugs (often killing innocent citizens in the process) but when it comes to motorists, they only pester the riders of S.E. Asia’s seemingly unending supply of step-through motorbikes.
And given said riders’ annoying habit of driving like The Omega Man (as if there was no-one else on the road) this reporter APPROVES of that practise (at least while they’re being harrassed, it keeps the buggers off the road for a few minutes).
But when it comes to CAR drivers, the wooden-tops mostly leave us alone. And on the rare occasions they DO turn their attention to us, a little “tea-money” will usually satisfy them (provided we remain polite – and haven’t just run OVER someone).
However, I still recall the hassles encountered Back Home, so have the following advice for those unfortunate enough to still reside there. Next time you get pulled by the fuzz (it don’t half make your eyes water) and he comes up with his favourite opener – “Do you know WHY I stopped you?” – come back with “Listen, I already pay your WAGES, do you want me to do your sodding JOB as WELL?”
Let me know how that works out for you…