We Should Ban Towing Cars For Parking Violations — A Personal Story

Admittedly, sometimes I can overreact to personal trauma. For example, while I like sour pickles, I find sweet pickles utterly odious. So when some fast food restaurant unexpectedly put sweet pickles on my fish sandwich years ago, I was pissed. But I’m the first to admit that I probably went too far in flying to The Hague to personally demand the owners of the restaurant be declared “War Criminals” and eaten by fire ants.

Given my newfound self-awareness, I am reluctant to wade into the waters of calling for global consequences based on personal experiences. Yet despite that reluctance I am going to tell you what happened to me this weekend and what I think should be done about it. You will notice that after careful editing, you will find almost no references to people being devoured by insects.

On Friday, I had a meeting in downtown Philadelphia and then later I had to pick up my daughter at the airport. With a few hours to kill, I was faced with the choice of doing something profound to benefit humanity or buying some raisinettes and seeing a movie at the Ritz 5 theater. After what could have probably been more thorough consideration, I opted for the flick.

When I emerged from the theater two hours later with a new outlook on the universe and a firm commitment to saying…