Jane Hague: never too old to learn
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It seems King County Councilwoman Jane Hague has reached a plea deal for her DUI charge stemming from a drunk driving incident last June.
For those concerned that public officials believe they are above the law (I'm looking at you, Eliot Spitzer), Hague's response to the deal was priceless: "It's been a tremendous learning experience," she's quoted as saying in the P-I.
At 61 years old and entrusted to make decisions for the largest county in the state, shouldn't having the presence of mind not to drive with an alcohol level of 0.14 be something Hague already knows?
The councilwoman then told reporters she felt she should be "held to a higher standard" because of her role as a public official and that she wanted to be a "poster child" for reasons not to drive drunk. Sounds commendable...if it were in any way not BS.
The hypocrisy of this situation is mind-boggling. Hague apparently verbally insulted the state trooper who pulled her over, yet now thinks she was held to a higher standard than most people arrested for DUI...despite serving no jail time and getting off with a slap on the wrist.
Oh, and the "poster child thing?"
Under the agreement, Hague's charge will be reduced in six months if she performs 75 hours of community service, attends alcohol information sessions and a drunken-driving victims' panel, airs three public service announcements related to drunken driving and stays crime free.
Yeah...turns out that's part of her plea deal, too.
I reckon she was good to go for distributing crack and weapons charges. I mean why not, the cops do people all the time for wonky stuff,
I'd have planted whizz or something on her, not out of malice, but for the public good. The world deserves a laugh.
A mucka of mine got stopped in a car he borrowed from a stripper and the rozzer finds this piece,
it was a really tiny one, it was like something a teddy bear would stick down the front of his little pants before heading to boost a picnic.
Turns out the cops are all over this strip club, like its their office, the girl (who they like) tells them it is hers, no permit, "I got it for shooting people in the ankle".
Don't tell them nuthin I'm thinking. Not even ankles, but why aim so low with such a tiny pellet?
Turns out there is a crack at the bottom of her apartment door, and she figured she'd shoot Jack the Ripper's foot or something. Girls are kind of funny in my opinion.