You should know by now Judges are treated differently.

Before we all go crazy at once, let's note that we don't know how fast the judge was going. Maybe he was clocked at 105, maybe it was 62. We don't know, and, in my considered opinion, I don't believe the Log Cabin would withhold this figure if it were available at press time.

Now, of course, we don't need our law enforcement officers holding members of the legal profession to a different standard than the rest of us. As any number of readers will surely be observing in the next few hours, that dog don't hunt. But this notion cuts both ways.

If a local VIP gets pulled over for 62 in a 55, he or she shouldn't get any less leniency than your average Joe either. As the old folks say back up in the hills where I come from, the ideal State Trooper would treat all's alike and neither nor.

Now, maybe the Judge was going 105 with his head oscillating out the sunroof like a siren, screaming novel blasphemies never before imagined and certainly not repeatable here at those elderly and infirmed motorists who atavistically clog the fast lane on Hwy. 65.

If this is so, then he did indeed get away with something and we should all post comment upon comment calling for remedies to this grievous civil injustice up to and including a good public bludgeoning in the town commons, weather permitting.

But maybe — just maybe — he was going 63, with his head tucked inside the vehicle in the uniquely dignified and decorous manner of a Circuit Judge, and maybe it happened that he was pulled over, just as any of us might be, on the grounds that speeds of 56 and above warrant it, and maybe he was given his warning to keep his you-know-what in the truck when pulled over and to slow the you-know-what down and then he was sent on his merry you-know-whatting way just like many of us have been and many more will be for as long as there is a Highway 65 and State Troopers to patrol it.

Or maybe he was clocked at 67, or 71 or 73. I certainly know that I've been pulled over for less than 9mph over the line and ticketed and stopped at way north of 15mph over and let go with a verbal warning — never you mind where, and all before I got hired at the Log Cabin Democrat and became such a bigshot.

This is called "officer's discretion," and it can be a fine thing indeed if you're blue-lighted at the end of a three-mile straight with zero traffic and no intersections whatsoever just before dawn on some Summer morning and you make a convincing case to the officer in question that you just wanted to hear a pretty little V-8 engine sing for a minute or so.

Or so I have read.

So, let's each have for ourselves a moment of soul-searching before we all take up the warm mantle of incandescently furious townsfolk to contemplate our own several shortcomings and our many sins before God and/or his State Troopers for which we have been pardoned mercifully at the roadside — or not yet prosecuted for elsewhere — and let us also all meditate on the question of whether it is indeed worth spewing our precious and limited spleen in search-and-pecking out our holy umbrage at a public figure whose traffic stop makes the paper because he or she may or may not have had their badges.

You have absolutely no room to call anyone a moron. And as your own words prove, you haven't learned a single thing from your despicable and cowardly behavior.

I think the point is if you speed on hwy 65 your going to get caught. Its a chore in a V8 to keep it under 70 . Plan on a slow painful ride in the slow lane if you ever venture on to 65 it needs to be renamed 55 . Its not 1985 anymore please change the speed limit.