| TUESDAY JANUARY 25 2000 PUBLISHED BY CHINA DAILY | |||||
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Elevated rail still in track-laying stage Drugs in mail Carmival mood in Yangtze ballroom Merger brings first exhibition JV Water transport services safe for Spring Festival Legal services market to heat up Survey:drinkable water at low ebb Blast-hit road reopens No deaths, no injuries from gas explosion 4 years for date-raping 17-year-old Trash-picker who steals bag quickly arrested Ambitious young man dies in Germany |
A ride on the wrong side of the law IT had to happen. As a frequent user of the city's taxi cabs I have often been able to curl a scornful lip at the poor souls who are sitting in a cab which has been pulled over by a traffic policeman. There they sit in lonely splendour while the driver - depending on the demeanour of the officer of the law and the real or alleged seriousness of the offence - either engages in much armwaving and fingerpointing, or cowers, as he, or she, fishes for licence and permit. Recently, at about 2:45 pm in the afternoon, I was proceeding along a major thoroughfare towards the Westin Tai Ping Hotel, in the Hongqiao District of Shanghai, in the company of a driver with a distinct rustic air about him. Then it happened. Maybe I was giving my driver too much information about where to go, I cannot be sure. But we were having trouble with our accents. Plus, I had previous, form of travelling in taxis in Beijing, with red-cheeked rustic drivers who still gawked at the tall buildings and on occasion would ask you where Tian'anmen Square was. Anyhow, a very serious-looking sergeant on point duty at the busy intersection summoned us to stop. The driver pulled into a turning lane very close to the officer, though not so close as to drive onto the toe of his boot, as a friend once did in a Western city. "Kindly move your car over to the curb, driver," was the order. This he did with alarming haste, before bustling back on foot to the officer on duty. Crammed in the front seat with its driver protection shield, it was hard for me to turn around completely to follow the course of our case. So I sat and waited, and craned, and waited...I was not going to get out of the car after all, lest this might be interpreted I was some high-minded advocate coming to argue the point. Basic law is basic law after all. Eventually, he returned, bearing his pink slip or an antipodean "bluey." We should not have attempted to make a left turn at the intersection was the verdict. No matter. We took a bit of a horsehoe route and still ended up at the hotel. Guilty as sin, I split the five renminbi fine with him. Never more will I scoff at those erring travellers pulled up by the wayside. Brian Cummins is an Australian now working in Shanghai. Copyright 2000 by Shanghai Star. All rights reserved. |
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