The Ride
Posted: Thursday, May 29, 2008 11:00 AM by Dan Fleschner
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It was my first time in the back of a police car. I didn't know the seat was going to be made of a sloped and slippery molded plastic that pushed me towards the floor.
Easier to clean up, I was told, when people vomited. I wondered how many times that had happened where I was sitting. Or rather, sweating. It was stifling back there, as the Plexiglas separating me from the officers also cut off the air conditioning on this 80-degree day.
There were, of course, no handles to open anything. Even though I had the peace of mind to know I could get out by just asking, the experience was suffocating and not something I'd want to repeat.
I was with law enforcement officers for a series of reports starting today on women and alcohol.
This was a ride-a-long on a patrol for drunk drivers. It wasn't late night, though, not even dinner time. It was the shift that had become among the busiest for DWI busts: the middle of the afternoon.
In New York's Westchester County, authorities told me they were seeing an increase in the number of women who were drinking and then driving with kids in the car. Often the arrests came during the three to four o'clock hour as moms were making the afternoon carpool run.
It's a touchy subject, women and alcohol. I still get e-mail about a report I filed about a year ago on cocktail playdates. But there was nothing playful or fun about where I was sitting and imagining it was for real.