Early morning on February 17, a car cuts me up in the bus lane, a textbook example of dangerous driving. The van actually drives past a police officer who is attending to the amount of traffic that morning at the junction. I was so angry that with a little bit of encouragement from a lawyer friend I filed an official police report on the incident.
Five months have passed and I have not heard anything from the police. If justice is to be served, it is to be served quick, or there is no justice. When citizens who are preoared to put their time and lives on the line are left waiting, it becomes the greatest injustice of all.