Let's say it's one of those very rare, slow days in the Maui Police Department. No one has been maimed in Kalama Park. The drug dealers have slept in. White-collar crime has been reduced to paper-clip laundering through a collation cartel in Columbia.
Then, what to do? Well, I suggest that some officers slip into a couple of those unmarked cars and head for Maui's highways, avenues and - not least - intersections where they'll find more than enough violators of our recently instituted cell-phone law - that is to say, those drivers who either don't know or don't care about the dangers of calling, texting, tweeting ad nauseum.
Is it difficult to recognize the violator? Not in the least. He or she is weaving within a lane or varying speeds rapidly or trying to make a left-hand turn with a right-hand pinkie - all at the risk of endangering others - those hapless drivers nearby whose faces register unmitigated fear.
Oh, what a $100 fine would do.
Fred Rawe
Kula
