You’re cruising along at around 85 mph, music cranked up, when you hear a siren…you’ve just been busted for speeding pad’na! This is an experience that would ruin the whole day for most people, but a true Cajun gives the officer his info and receives his ticket with a smile. Why isn’t that couyon steaming, you ask? Cause he’s not gonna have to pay that ticket no, he’ll get it FIXED!
There are few things sweeter in this world to a coonass than getting a ticket fixed. While getting a ticket outside of Acadiana leads to higher insurance rates, all it means here is a phone call to the right person. Just have the right connection, and it’s all good chére.
Here’s how it works:
- Have family in, or make friends with someone in law enforcement.
- Get speeding ticket.
- Make a phone call.
- Ticket magically disappears!
Louisiana has its own sort of caste system where the higher your social status, the more you can get fixed. On the bottom of the scale, just about any true Cajun can get a speeding ticket fixed. Is your daddy the police chief? That’ll get you out of a DWI. Close enough to a state representative and you can just about cover up a dead body. And if you’re a relative of the Governor, the police will probably help you bury the damn body.
It’s no coincidence that one of our most popular governors, Edwin Edwards, is currently serving 10 years in prison for racketeering. In terms of corruption, southern Louisiana is the Mexico of the United States, and that’s the way we like it.
In for 2! One in Opelousas and one in Lafayette.
Was it a State trooper ticket? It takes a little more influence to fix those.
That’s hilarious. You really know your Acadiana.
Actually, the state trooper tickets are the easiest to fix. I had 19 that magically disappeared.
The first one was, but my dad knew someone in the Opel PD that fixed it. From what I gather the cop was a douche anyway that no one in the dept really cared for. I think this was back when they were based out of Troop K for our area. The second one was Lafayette PD.
4 years ago I received a speeding ticket on I-49. 84 in a 70. 10 minutes later I stopped at a gas station near Natchitoches where I ran into a State Trooper who was a friend of my father’s. He called the Trooper who issued the ticket, and they agreed to tear it up. The end result was that the ticket was fixed about 15 minutes after receiving it.
Actually, a trooper ticket is easier than some sheriff tickets. Take it from one who knows…after three, my parain informed me that if I was going to get another ticket and have him get it fixed, then it needed to be a State Trooper ticket.
I heard about someone who used to work for a sheriff. Anyone who’s ticket got fixed was put on a campaign donation call list for re-election time. Guess nothing in this world is free.
My family lives in Iota, in Acadia Parish. I knew a guy there with a real bad drinking problem, even for a coonass–he wound up dying of liver failure. (Now that’s dedication.) But while he was alive, it was not unheard of for him to be driving through Iota with an open cup in his hand, and a cop would pull him over, see he was drinking and go, “Now, Mister Donnie, you know you’re not sposed to do that. You go on home now.” I don’t know if the man *ever* got a DUI.
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i appreciate that this blog exists, but please get someone funnier to write it. 60 seconds with a real cajun has more hilarity than this entire blog.
I’m taking applications right now. If you can write something of interest, submit it, and I’ll gladly post it.
I don’t think that Trolls are anything that cajun people might like…
I bet we could make an awesome troll etoufee, or maybe try it deep fat fried.
Not that I’m totally impressed, but this is more than I expected when I stumpled upon a link on SU telling that the info is awesome. Thanks.