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Let’s consider a few things here, so your piece isn’t just ridiculous [“Super Trooper,” Sept. 9, City Weekly].

First of all, driving is a privilege and not a right. Everybody who gets a driver’s license should know that, because they agreed to that fact when they signed their license. So, your “driver” should know he doesn’t have the right to speak with his attorney when he’s been pulled over for suspicion of driving under the influence.

Now, let’s assume your “driver” was actually drunk off his ass and decided he’s going to ignore Steed, shut his door and drive away at high speed. At that point, it would have turned into a very dangerous situation, indeed. Drunken drivers kill tens of thousands of people in this country every year, as everybody knows.

So, if you really feel you’ve been wronged by some trooper (and I know it does happen), don’t whine and cry to City Weekly. Get yourself an attorney and sue the hell out of them—the state has big pockets.

Lane Heaps
Cottonwood Heights