Some random thoughts:
P.J. Hairston, the Carolina basketball player, is innocent until proven guilty. But for the sake of this argument, lets say Hairston is guilty of possessing marijuana and possibly a handgun. What in the world was he doing in Durham?
Im not saying Durham police officers would target Carolina athletes, but Im pretty sure they wouldnt cut them any slack either. I cant imagine a Durham officer saying, Mr. Hairston, Im going to have to confiscate this marijuana and handgun, but youre free to go, and by the way, good luck against Duke next season.
Call me naïve, but I always assumed Carolina had a student-athlete handbook, and somewhere in that handbook was an admonition that went something like this: Dear student-athlete, we know that college students, including athletes, sometimes do stupid things, even illegal things. If youre inclined to do so, do not do so in Durham under any circumstances.
Maybe my alma mater isnt as smart as I thought it was.
Speaking of smart, by law, teens in North Carolina cannot use their cell phones while driving, and adults are discouraged from doing so. So why does a digital sign on U.S. 70 Business near Clayton tell drivers to dial 511 for traffic information?
Surely the N.C. Department of Transportation doesnt think drivers will pull over to dial 511. Theyll dial while driving. Just as bad, without that sign, I wouldnt know what number, if any, to dial for traffic information. Now, because of that sign, Im tempted to dial 511, while driving, just to see what kind of traffic information is available.
As the newly minted editor of the Clayton News-Star, Im in the Clayton office at least two days a week, which means I drive from my home in Four Oaks to what is now Johnston Countys largest town.
I usually head that way around 7 a.m. or so, and the traffic begins building just west of the U.S. 70-U.S. 70 Business interchange. By the time I reach the U.S. 70 Business intersection with Main Street my turn-off both westbound lanes of 70 Business are full.
Im glad I go no farther than that. Until I was 14, I lived in a town with one stoplight. After that, and until I went to college, I lived in a town with no stoplights. I dont need to dial 511 to know that bumper-to-bumper traffic isnt for me.