Last Angry Man
You gotta love the guy. But, then there is that old one about “If you represent yourself, you have a fool for a client.” but sometimes it is a reasonable risk. I’ve done it twice in traffic court and am batting 500. Kickin the LasVegasCabbie’s backside. The last angry man is oh for two.
I’m not sure who’s blog to attribute getting to his site. My abject apology. There are a couple of stories on his site about run-ins with local law enforcement. You can get the legal info from his site. It is about stopping to pick up fares. It seems that is a no-no in LV.
Las Vegas caters to the tourist. From the limo line at the airport to the diamond club noshing, the business show they are happy to drop to their knees and at least appear to be willing to perform outrageous services that impact their bottom line. For those who aren’t high rollers with a stretch at their call there are jitneys and free bus rides to get folks to their casino area.
But what if you don’t want to sweat your way a number of blocks or maybe visit the neon graveyard or another spot devoid of slots? The likely vehicle will be a cab. And, LV in its wisdom greed used the law to stack the deck on something as basic as hailing a cab. If you want a cab, you must enter a property which has a chance to pull you in or at least sucker you out of a buck or two for their doormen letting you climb into a cab. New York City is more congested than even the strip. Yet, cabs are hailed everywhere and anywhere. But then, they don’t have slots or table games.
We’ve seen the UIGEA take away what we thought was our right. LV takes it even further. Not only do the local cops meet quota writing cabbies ticket for picking up fares but there is an administrative arm of the taxi commission doing it too. I call that a perversion of everything we call liberty.
As poker players, we’re disadvantage in all but a home game by the rake. But, in return, we get some perceived benefits. But, when you see how they go beyond to pervert local regulations to screw us even further, well, I call that angle shooting and it gives me another reason to go to the boats instead of hopping on a plane.
ADDENDUM:
I fought a ticket locally. Ended up there one evening and the judge (actually a local attorney down on his luck with some clout) found me not guilty which totally honked the cop who had to come in on his off time and lost the ticket.
The other was in Iowa. It was on the road to Cedar Rapids and there wasn’t another car in sight. The trooper had his out of the way spot and my almost 10 over cruise control that usually gets you a pass got me stopped. I hit the library and looked up the radar defense and went to court. Funny! I sat there the only idiot contesting a ticket that day. I was in business attire and had a legal pad with notes. I heard a couple of office folks commenting that I must be some attorney hired to get some rich guy off. I lost the case but the judge offered to sponsor me to his law school. But, I wasn’t that despirate.
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"the judge offered to sponsor me to his law school. But, I wasn’t that desperate."
LOL
I had the same thought as MOJO above . . . "I wasn't that desperate".