The Terminator Cops A Plea

THE TERMINATOR COPS A PLEA

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So it followed that when Arnold Schwarzenegger, bodybuilder turned movie star into politician, was one of the Hollywood guys who went Harley when Harleys became a fad, we were kind of

pleased to have him on our side. But this past January, Arnold was out for a ride on his Harley with his 12-year-old son in the sidecar, and he crashed into a neighbor’s car backing out of a driveway.

The car wasn’t much hurt, the son had scrapes and bruises and Arnold walked away with a fat lip that needed some stitches. No biggie, right? Except the cops came and, oh goodness, Gov. Schwarzenegger didn’t have a motorcycle license!

At first, someone from the Office of Spin said he didn’t need one, but of course he did. So the Gov met the press. He had a bike license back in Austria, Arnold said, but somehow, when he moved to California, he never got around to taking the test, at which point, the cops said heck, no further action, it would have just been a traffic ticket. Worse was that he didn’t say he was going to get his license.

Uh, Gov? If you aren’t going to play by the rules, we don’t want you in our club. -Allan Girdler

Allan Girdler