Running red lights

This weekend, I was sitting at a light on Route 60 at West Pea Ridge Road and the Russell Creek bridge. The light had been red for at least five seconds when this white pickup came up behind me in the other lane and zoomed through the red light like it wasn't there. Right after that, a van with the green light came through the intersection. From the angle the van approached the intersection and given the other traffic there, the driver might not have been able to see the white pickup until it was in the intersection, but I can't be sure of that.

This morning I was on my way to work. I was at the traffic light on 10th Street at 6th Avenue. It had just turned red. But that didn't matter to a green Ford -- I think it was an explorer -- that headed on north through the red light. The driver must have assumed that no one else would be in the intersection three seconds after the light turned red. It was good for him or her that no one was heading westbound on 6th and had timed the lights so they could go through without stopping.

At times like these, I wish I were a cop or that I had a Kojak light or that I could legally put the fear of traffic court into these jerks.