“They take care of us, so we take care of them.”That’s what Officer Reynoso, the very polite (and forthright) policeman from the 84th Precinct told me last night, when I asked him why he was writing a ticket for the car on the left, but not for the one on the right.
He said no cop will write a parking ticket on a car with an MD plate, as “someday they may need to take care of us”.
“So you think that if you write them a ticket, they won’t save you if you get shot?”, I asked.
“You never know”, he said.
I said, “But aren’t you supposed to write them a ticket?”
He replied, “Look, I know some people such as yourself may not be happy with this. So you should contact someone like the Civilian Complaint Review Board.”
“I’d rather just see everyone treated equally. We both know he shouldn’t be parked here. I can’t convince you to write this guy a ticket?”
He said, “If I do, he’ll call the precinct, and I’ll get in trouble.”
“So this guy will raise a beef if you ticket him?”
“Yes”, and he again referred me to the CCRB.
So that probably explains this Mercedes-driving doc doesn’t even bother with a placard:
The good news is that since the publication of “Dashboard Divas” in the New Yorker, and my posting the pictures of the car with the bogus Amtrak surgeon placard, at least that car has not been parked for a single night on Pierrepont Street. To the owner: you’re not banished – just park like the rest of us.
“I am not the law, but I represent justice as far as my feeble powers go.” – Sherlock Holmes, The Adventure of the Three Gables