Hundreds of Australian drivers have come up with a way to weasel out of tickets: Blame it on a dead guy.
More than 200 motorists have avoided parking and speeding fines by accusing either a dead man or an out-of-state resident for their errors, police said Saturday.
Under New South Wales state law, if car owners sign a sworn statement that they were not driving the vehicle when an offense was committed, they can avoid paying speed camera fines that arrive by mail and parking tickets left under windshield wipers.
A recent government audit of the excuses given in those sworn statements revealed that 238 motorists had blamed one of two people: a dead man and a person living in neighboring South Australia state, Police Superintendent Daryl Donnolly said in a statement.
If you live where your local politicos have already outsourced MVD recordkeeping, the odds of someone data-mining your sneakiness become astronomical.
What did they expect?
It’s called working the system. More power to them.
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Its called cheating.
It’s called if they elect politicians that decide to put speed cameras up they deserve every ticket.
Sort of like when the Eurowimps complain about us whining about our gas prices. They like to mention how they pay $6 a gallon. Why would they elect anyone that wanted to raise gas taxes if they don’t like paying that much?
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That is what lawyers do for a living.
This all came about after an ex-high court judge in Oz claimed that an American friend of his was driving his car when it was involved in an accident. It turns out that the person in question had been dead for a couple of years when the accident occured. The judge then said that the person was another American friend with the same name. This second person has never been located. So if it’s OK for a judge then I guess people think it’s OK for them too.
Sad really.
It must suck to be the guy in that neighboring South Australia state that everyone’s blaming these on!
lol
If i was dead.. i’d be happy to have someone blame me..
hell.. blame me for everything when i’m dead