The extent to which I kiss a police officer's arse after he's pulled me over for a minor traffic infringement is truly revolting.
In fact no, this goes beyond arse-kissing into some whole other thing.
It's like I'm literally sucking his dick. And he's not even asking me to do it. I'm just doing it because it feels right.
How else do you explain my parting shot, once he's already decided to let me off with a caution, and he's walking away from my car, and I call after him, with absolute sincerity:
He hears me, but doesn't even look round
God. That actually makes me feel sad.
