Remember, when every second counts, the police are only minutes away.
Yep, they have to have time either to (1) gulp down their donuts and coffee, (2) start up the engine and crawl out from behind the bushes or roadsigns where they’ve been hiding to find folks going three miles over the speed limit (or, in Maryland, running the windshield wipers without turning on the lights — yes, a moving offense), or (3) profiling white motorists for any one of a million minor infractions so that they (the cops) don’t have to go down to the “hood’s” open air drug markets and fight real crime.
I’m sorry. I know there are a lot of great cops. But, by and large, that industry has become a repository for a bunch of power-hungry thugs who like to lord it over cowed perpetrators of the most minor of misdemeanors.