It was there all right, the chromium and glossy paint shining a little even in the dark, and the red reflector glass of the tail-lights shining back at the pencil flash. It was there, silent, lightless, all the doors shut.
I lift my head, feeling the night breezes, hearing laughter below, the muffled smash of a bottle breaking, the traffic snaking up towards the city, seeing the endless red stream of tail-lights, an automotive blood supply.
The border guard is like, " Can you tell me what's up with your tail light? " MARIA: And we were like, " What? " MOLLY: And they look, and the tail light is broken.
A cracked windshield, tinted windows, loud exhaust, broken taillights, or expired registration or plates, and other non-safety related issues would become no longer grounds for a stop.
Somebody gets pulled over for a broken tail light, who's worked here for 20 years, gets thrown into jail, maybe for life, with no legal representation.
Local democratic parties are providing, you know, kind of basic services, fixing your taillight, you know, offering tutors for your kids, that kind of thing.
Currently, police are able to stop and search vehicles over things like broken taillights, expired tags and registrations, window tints, and the smell of marijuana.