Although Wayan has privately begged the rest of us to leave the car&snow bitching behind after this weekend, lest we become “MetroDriverBitching DC blog” I am going to throw this one last one out there. The Post ran an article yesterday on the “McMissile” case, a cute little term to describe Jessica Hall’s throwing a drink into another car on the highway. Her outbreak has resulted in a felony conviction under 18.2-154, apparently, and she has gotten the minimum sentence (according to WaPo, but not the above VA law link), two years. The Post quotes Hall as saying “Two years! What did I do?”
What did you DO? Well, with your 6-months-pregnant sister in your car, you slewed your vehicle onto the shoulder, accelerated up next to another driver, then threw something into their car. Aside from the obvious property damage, what if they’d reacted to that with shock and accelerated unexpectedly or jerked the wheel, striking another car or, Grod forbid, a pedestrian/road worker? An automobile is two tons of motor-driven metal and killing someone with one isn’t too hard.
“Now people are going to see me as an angry, road rage, convicted felon. And it really upsets me,” Hall said. Well, golly, why would they see you that way? Maybe because that’s exactly what you are. You were reckless with the lives of the people in your car, the car you threw the drink into, and all the cars around them. Your most immediate victims are more generous than I – perhaps that’s no surprise – and think community service would have been just fine, but I personally will be glad to have two years where I know I won’t be sharing the road with you. Here’s hoping the judge doesn’t reduce your time.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
Well I used to say something in my profile about not quite being a “tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy” but Tom stole that for our about us page, so I guess I’ll have to find another way to express that I am a man of many interests.
Hmm, guess I just did.
My tastes run the gamut from sophomoric to Shakespeare and in my “professional” life I’ve sold things, served beer, written software, and carried heavy objects… sometimes at the same place. It’s that range of loves and activities that makes it so easy for me to love DC – we’ve got it all.
