I remember that night. There were patrol cars flying all over the place. And now the dreaded radar trailer is right out the window...

:)

I will sit out front with a police uniform and a hair dryer if you think that would help at all! - at least it would make a good picture =)

I hope you get a better response from BPD in the future.  Perhaps if you could get a couple of neighbors to write letters in addition to yours it would be that extra push that is needed! Good luck!!!

I would love to see Christopher and N.L. in cop uniforms and hairdryers. But they would have to wear the big CHP sunglasses and fake welcome-back-kotter 80's mustaches for the full effect.

 

I don't really know what the purpose of those radars are. They don't give you a ticket, they just tell you you're speeding. As if you didn't know that already.

I think the radar trailer is there to record data. The data gets analyzed by a big guy behind a desk who makes decisions like, "Hey Sgt. Peterson. You need to fulfill your quota, right? Then hustle your men over to Forrest St. There's speeders. But don't ticket your own boys. That would be detrimental to the department."

Yes, NL and Christopher should both sit outside with hair dryers and dark sunglasses totally CHP style!

I wonder how big the guy behind the desk is ... he's gotta be a cop, so he must like donuts, but then he's stuck behind a desk all day, I bet his ass is HUGE!

I'm a little afraid of my neighbors ... this one guy walks around making a bird noise.  I've been wondering for months what he was doing to make it - come to find out he's gritting his teeth!  It's so loud I can hear it across the street and as he walks off.  He's the "uncle" of the little black girl that runs around unattended regularly.  Maybe I can convince the single mom next door to me to write a letter too ... or the criminal defense attorney's wife across the street, she's always looking out the windows watching the kids.  Then there's this weirdo down at the other end of my street that wears black rectangular glasses and has trimmed facial hair, yeah I heard he wrote this book about a conspiracy in Bakersfield ... something about the Lords.

Stay away from that guy down the street. I hear he eats hearts for Valentines Day. Cannibal ....

Wow, I hope that you can get this resolved. I know the feeling to be ignored, and the only thing they do listen to, sadly, is a death. I live on S. H, which is a very busy street. For some reason, this part of the street, no one is able to manuver, and on any given weekend, cars and trucks will plow right into the parked cars out front. We have had it happen several times over the years I have lived here, and nothing ever gets done.

That guy down the street is a FREAK!

Today I sat stalker style 3 houses down from the trailer around 4:30 with my camera.  I snapped shot after shot of people going over 30 mph, including a Fed Ex truck, then my freakin batteries died.  Err.

I researched radars, and sadly they are just "a reminder to the public to slow down"  They don't record any info or statistics, so people really don't have to give a rats ass.  That is why I took photos, and if the trailer is there tomorrow I'll park my ass there with a full set of charged batteries, an empty memory card, and time to kill.

I thought so. I thought I read that somewhere...  which is why those things don't make sense to me anymore.

You should check into the laws of taking pictures of deadbeat speeding drivers and posting them on the internet then go to town.... girlfriend.... snap away and then post that shit all over the web!

Hi Kindra,

Several years ago, 1994, my little parked car (and two others parked on the street) were totaled by a drunk (drugged) driver with no license or insurance screaming west down 18th Street, (another speed zone) just across from the park, in the middle of the night.   Drunk dude also rolled the pickup he was driving at least one and one-half times, totaling it, and, by the time I was calling 911, he was crawling out of the window.

Drunk driver, with no license, or insurance and who gave at least two different names (one to the police and one to the hospital) was taken to KMC, treated for his broken collarbone (for free, on taxpayers' dime), released to less than 24 hours in jail, and released from custody again.  

Police reports were taken, but the police just shrugged and said to me, "Well, you needed a new car anyway."  (Like hell I did.)

Drunk, illegal driver skipped his court date and a bench warrant was issued.  End of story as far as the police and courts were concerned.  He knew, they knew ... end of story, no followup.  *yawn*

Too much trouble and paperwork for them to pursue further. 

I did write a letter to the mayor, "what if it was your honor's mercedes totaled ... or a little kid playing at the park killed ... ?"

I actually received a phone call from the BPD chief of traffic.  It was meant to appease me.  "The mayor just didn't know how to respond, so he asked me to call you."

I guess it was something to have received a personal phone call that was stated to have originated at the mayor's request.

I'm sorry to hear that nothing else has changed.

Keep calling and writing though.

G/L
Karin

I live on F and Bank.  We have a similar problem on both streets (no stop signs either way).  We can hear people *haulin'* down F Street at all hours.  Wouldn't be surprised if they were going 60 with their ridiculous mufflers.  I don't even know why.  It's not like H Street is busy at 11pm.  On Bank the road dips on either side of F, so when people are speeding there (and apparently not paying any attention to cross traffic), they hit the front end of their car on the road.  It sounds like a car wreck every time (hopefully it wont end up being with *my* car).  Luckily there are not tons of kids in our part of the neighborhood, but there sure are a lot of family pets. 
I'm sorry we're not the only ones dealing with this.
Good luck.

Linda