We all do it – and that includes the cops who spend their days giving us tickets for doing it. Of course, they enjoy legal impunity to speed as much as they like, as often as they like. “Speed” only “kills,” it seems, when one is not wearing a special costume.
At any rate, since we all drive faster than the posted speed limit, at least occasionally – even Clovers – it seems right and proper that we do what we can to avoid being dunned for doing it. And feel no moral guilt about practicing such avoidance. Our ancestors felt no moral guilt about doing their damnedest to ignore the Volstead Act – and avoid the clutches of the “Prohees” (Prohibition enforcers) and today almost everyone agrees it was the right thing to do. The idea of cuffing and stuffing someone for having a beer seems both clownish and evil at the same time. Someday, hopefully, issuing speeding tickets (while speeding all day yourself, in official costume) will be regarded with equal contempt.
Meanwhile, we must do what we can