And yet they’re still all over the place, even on brand new cars:
The older versions have “CHP” on them and the newer ones don’t, but all of them seem wrong to me.
Only in Oakland (OIO):
1. A while back there was a perception, at the very least, of the California Highway Patrol involving itself with corruption when luxury car owners boasted of getting out of speeding tickets owing them being members of the 11-99 Foundation. So reforms were promised, but there still are a lot of those official 11-99 foundation license plate holders out there, oh well. Anyway, it was “wrong” for the CHP to allow this foundation any color of authoritah for any length of time
2. The owner of this car doesn’t even have an official license plate holder, oh no. All we have here is a home-made LP holder along with a personalized license plate. Anybody could do this without paying thousands of dollars to any foundation. So this looks a bit wrong as well.
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Or maybe the original license plate holder was stolen for quick resale on eBay, IDK.
Regardless, this whole enchilada was/is wrong
The only thing better would be “Oregon” in there instead of “Washington”
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Now I’m no narc. But if you are:
Did you know that the State of California loses millions of dollars a year in revenue from California residents who unlawfully register their vehicles in other states or countries?
Did you know that vehicle registration fees are due immediately upon accepting employment or establishing residency in the State of California?
Did you know that California law permits only 20 days to complete the process of registering your vehicle without paying a penalty?
The three most common reasons for not completing the registration process are:
Include the following information:
Per the SFPD Richmond Station:
If you are on surface streets in San Francisco and dial 911, your call will be answered by the San Francisco Department of Emergency Management Services. Once the San Francisco Department of Emergency Management Services determines what emergency services are needed, they will then route your 911 call to the San Francisco Police Department or the San Francisco Fire Department, including ambulance service.
If you are on or near a freeway in San Francisco and dial 911, your call will be answered by either by the San Francisco Department of Emergency Management Services or the California Highway Patrol Dispatch Center. Regardless, your 911 call will be routed to the proper emergency agency, the San Francisco Police Department, the California Highway Patrol, or the San Francisco Fire Department, including ambulance service.”
I’ve always wondered about this.
THE MORE YOU KNOW…
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For some reason, when the SFPD Motor Patrol hands out tickets and/or admonishments to cyclists who blow through the crosswalks of The Wiggle bike route without breaking cadence (they call this an “Idaho Stop,” even though it’s not), that kind of enforcement action invariably gets called a “sting” operation.
But a sting must involve some form of deception, right? And the cops just stand there waiting for cyclists to blow through a stop sign.
So, what gets called a sting aint a sting.
As here with the cabbie. He was speeding, more than most, one assumes, and then he got a ticket.
No sting involved.
You just don’t know how special you are ’til you own and operate a Tesla Model S.
Why, you’re so special that, in some states, you didn’t even have to pay sales tax to get your new ride. And here in California, your wundercar can go all of its 200-something mile range on the freeway in the carpool / HOV lane even though you’re sitting in your car all by your lonesome!
Now check out Dude here on Masonic. He’s got his official CA HOV stickers on all four corners. Plus, he’s also got a license to jibber jabber on his handheld cell phone while driving. I mean, he must – just look at him:
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Oh but Dude, don’t speed too much else the maximum range on your $100,000 car will go down to 100-something miles and then you’ll have to get towed, like this:
(Funny story – in the mind of Tesla CEO Elon Musk, the driver of this car drove it in circles specifically to make it run so low on juice that it wouldn’t go no mo. That wasn’t true but oh well. And this Model S wouldn’t even allow its needlessly-complicated doors to open for the tow-truck monkey, that child of a Lesser God, so it could be, you know, put into neutral so, you know, it could get towed. Oh, and here’s another funny one. How many kids should you have with 30-something Elon Musk before he trades you in for a newer, sexier model-type model? Five[!] Five kids, srsly. And then the former Mrs. Elon Musk is like, “At least she’s not a blonde.”)
Anywho, the question of the day is why you’d even want such a long, low, and wide big-on-the-outside-yet-small-on-the-inside vehicle such as a Model S? It’s like an electrified Porsche Panamera four-door, right? And compared to my full-sized. eight-passenger motherfucking Land Cruiser, the Model S is longer[!] and wider[!] (How can that be?) And I’ll tell you, my ride, which isn’t exactly known for high MPG, no not at all, has a real-life range of 400-something miles on the freeway.
Oh, what’s that, your Model S is shiny and it has a lot of chrome and it makes you feel special? Well, then carry on with your super important phone call, by all means.
You have become a Supraman.
“As far back as Yossarian could recall, he explained to Clevinger with a patient smile, somebody was always hatching a plot to kill him. There were people who cared for him and people who didn’t, and those who hated him were out to get him. They hated him because he was Assyrian. But they couldn’t touch him, he told Clevinger, because he had a sound mind in a pure body and was as strong as an ox. They couldn’t touch him because he was Tarzan, Mandrake, Flash Gordon. He was Bill Shakespeare. He was Cain, Ulysses, the Flying Dutchman; he was Lot in Sodom, Deirdre of the Sorrows, Sweeney in the nightingales among trees. He was miracle ingredient Z-247. He was…
Crazy!” Clevinger interrupted, shrieking. “That’s what you are! Crazy!”
“…immense. I’m a real slam-bang, honest-to-goodness, three-fisted humdinger. I’m a bona fide Supraman.”
“Superman?” Clevinger cried. “Superman?”
Supraman,” Yossarian corrected.”
“Yossarian is transcendent man. He is rising above the living dead all around him to find a way to live. He is basically alone in his quest. A real hero.”
“I am, I am Supraman, and I can do anything.”
Let’s take a look up Bush Street from Sansome to see what it’s like during the evening drive.
It can start pretty early – look at the shadows:
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It’s not gridlock, but it’s very slow. Drivers make it one or two car lengths per light cycle.
Starting on Bush to get to 1st Street to get to the coveted Bay Bridge on-ramp can take more than a half-hour.
Now what some people in this situation do is say this is ridiculous and then find another way to the bridge. They substitute
Others just stew in their rides – some of these people enjoy honking, you know, as an outlet.
And there’s yet another option.
You can just use the little-used left turn lane after Montgomery and then, and this is key, go straight through the intersection at Sansome to use the BUS TAXI ONLY lane to pass all those su
Now it seems that drivers would get ticketed for this maneuver, but I’ve never seen it happen.
(Cops hate traffic more than you do, so they never hang out here. Come to think of it, I don’t see too many buses or taxis using this special lane either. And I don’t think any forward-facing cameras on any SFMTA vehicle can get you neither)
Of course, then you gotta make it another four arduous blocks to the bridge, oh well.
But otherwise, this is the perfect crime.