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speed cameras

Speed cameras get a lot of criticism. Invariably from people who have been caught by them. That is, people who have broken the law. It is peculiar that these dangerous miscreants seem to have some sympathy. Or, at least, that their complaints (about being caught breaking the law) are not met with the righteous disdain we would give to, say, fraudsters and burglars if they started whining.

These moaning fools seem to be a vocal and healthy constituency, one whose antipathy to road safety is somewhat tolerated when it should be simply dismissed.

"Speed cameras are just a way of making money", goes the speeders' refrain. Well, no, they are primarily a safety device. And if they also make money, they are a damn good way of making money. They take from the pockets of roaring halfwits who scare the daylights out of the rest of us, charging up and down the roads like maniacs late for the Maniac Convention.

Here's a notion, you self-serving clowns: instead of breaking the law, terrifying road users and whining about it when you get caught, just start your journey fifteen minutes earlier. A simple idea is often the best.

It puzzles me anyway why cars are designed with the ability to go at 160 mph when the only places that allow that kind of speed are German motorways and the Salt Lake Flats of Utah. It is highly unusual for any average British driver to set out on a Sunday afternoon to visit their sister in Kilsyth, take a wrong turn and end up on an autobahn heading for Dresden.

I'd have more speed cameras. I'd have them armed. I'd have them fly above the roads, like UAVs.

I'm told that I drive like an old woman. I take it as a compliment.

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