I was sitting at a stop light this morning. The lady in front of me was going through papers on the seat of her car, and when the light changed to green she did not obey its command – a green light is a commandment – NOT a suggestion. When the light turned to red, and she had still not moved, I began ( with my windows up ) screaming epithets and beating on my steering wheel. My expressions of distress were interrupted by a policeman, gun drawn, tapping on my window. Against my protestations of, “You can’t arrest me for hollering in my car,” he ordered me into the back seat of his. After about two hours in a holding cell, the arresting officer advised me I was free to go. I said, “I knew you couldn’t arrest me for what I was yelling in my own car. You haven’t heard the last of this.” The officer replied, “I didn’t arrest you for shouting in your car. I was directly behind you at the light. I saw you screaming and beating your steering wheel,and I said to myself, “What a jerk. But there is nothing I can do to him for throwing a fit in his own car. Then I noticed the ‘Cross’ hanging from your rear view mirror, the bright yellow ‘Choose Life’ license tag, and the ‘Jesus is Coming Soon’ bumper sticker, and I thought you must have stolen the car.”