Teresa Strasser

This is not raped by Johnny Law.

This is raped by one of... You're the maniac, out of control, driving down the street, out of control.

This is being raped by the victim of Johnny Law that is scared shitless to drive sensibly because here we enforce the letter of the law, not the spirit of the law.

And so everyone is shell-shocked.

Yes.

Everyone in Los Angeles drives scared shitless.

Yes.

By the way, this is why nobody turns right on reds when it's clear and legal to turn right.

We're scared of cops in this town, and we stop driving.

And by the way, we're scared to honk at that guy as well for turning.

Absolutely.

Here's the person.

I'm very interested in climbing inside this person's psyche.

And this is the light dusting of rape I received on a Sunday.

And then I got the full-blown dry prison rape on the way to Kevin and Bean today.

I'm behind this asshole who's...

Doing that thing where, now, I will look for the fuzz and coast through every one of those stop signs because I can't stand scrubbing inertia off for no fucking reason.

You know, we never stop talking about, oh, fuel and our air in Southern California and the brake pads that we're going through and the brake dust that we're creating that the guy with the leaf blower is putting into the air, which is perfectly legal.

Yes.

All that.