A week or more ago, I was late for work.. so in order to cut time, I drove into the yellow lane on the side of the flyover in Manama, next to the Pearl roundabout. Soon enough, police lights were beaming, and I started singing "Bad boys bad boys.. watchu gonna do.. watchu gonna do when we come for you!" in my head. The Police officer walked that condisending walk we all know, put his hands around his wrist, and smirked that old "what do you think you're doing this morning, son!" He started looking for other offences he can come up with to nail me... that car badge looks old to me.. did you renew your car registration? Why yes I did, sir... can I just leave now?
Like a good citizen, I took my traffic ticket and promised not to do it again. I said to myself I fucked up.. I have to face the consequences like an adult and drove off....
This afternoon... I was walking around the old souq, I saw a police officer ticketing the cars in the off-limits space.. just walking around and signing his autograph one after the other... he got to a fancy Benz, and as sure as the day is long, I saw that little fuck swiftly glide around that car and ticket the ones behind it! Now that didn't send warm fuzzies over my body... I could swear it was the same jack ass from a week ago... if it wasn't him I'm sure he would've done the same thing.. from that condisending attitude..
Harsh laws are nice... apply them on everybody so they become laws... sticking it to the poor is just bullying them around and nothing else!