... and the police need to pin blame, even when all parties are innocent. America, you have crucified me. Oh and Lady Liberty, you've been shackled and hooded, but are too damn stoned to notice.

At a hotel in America last week having dinner and drinks. My vehicle had been parked for the evening and I had plans for an early night. Everything was cool as a cat and come to think of it, just prior to the situation I'm about to explain in further detail, I'd actually been going off about how there's something terribly wrong with a society that has 3 million of it's own citizens in prison. Seriously, one out of every 100 people in America are in jail, which just simply floors me. Truly, America is a police state and in every situation, someone must go down. Last week, it was my turn.

Oh and so hang high, soft star - props to you!

So right, having dinner and drinks when it's mentioned that a large Hummer S.U.V - which had been parked - lost it's brakes somehow and had raced downhill before hitting a few cars. Of course, one of the vehicles struck was mine so straight away I went outside and noticed that my rental car had been smacked into a fuel island. Naturally, instincts took over and so into the car I went, simply to move it a few meters from the gas pumps. Really, as the pump box had been slightly crushed and placed on an angle, the logical thing to do is to get the car away before an explosion occured, correct? Thought so.

Anyway, the police arrive and - after coming to the conclusion that the owner of the vehicle that caused the accident at hand wasn't to blame and that it was simply a freak accident due to faulty brakes - they asked me if I'd been drinking. Of course, I had been and of course, I told them so. I told them so freely and being guilty of absolutely nothing, I thought nothing more of it. So to continue, I was asked to give a breath test, which I failed. They then explained I was being charged with drunk driving. What the? Drunk driving?!? I didn't do anything but possibly save the entire place from going up in flames! Ah, but in America, this is reason enough to toss you amid a surreal, hellish dream.

(See, this is why the nation is in such a sorry state. When innocent people get punished financially, mentally and spiritually, it frustrates and if it happens enough times, they'll simply lose faith and become angry and corrupt. Totally fucked up because it destroys the society!)

So right, I had been charged with drinking and driving for moving my vehicle a few meters from where a fuel pump was just crying out to explode. Yes children, apparently, doing the right thing is wrong, in America. Someone always has to go down, so in this scenario, why not make it the Canadian?

At the police station and eventually was told that I can't drive in America for one year and that if I want to fight the charges I'd have to post bail, stay in prison over the weekend and then return to the States at least twice for court. Oh, but the judge was rather sympathetic to me and went on to say that if I plead guilty, I'd only have to pay $1 500.00 straight away and then be released on the spot without having to return for court dates. See, that's the best he could do, as with American law, there's no grey area what-so-ever. Guilty or innocent, nothing else. So I thought about it for all of 3 seconds before entering my plea.

"Your honour, I'd like to plead guilty."

They had me, and was I ever burning up inside. I knew I couldn't win, and they made it so easy for me to say I was guilty. See, the rest of the free world operates differently and I knew it didn't have to be this way.

To continue, I hadn't a chance in hell of beating the American legal system - especially as a foreigner. I knew a guilty plea was my best bet, even though I was techincally innocent and - dare I say it - the one who potentially saved a few lives. Yes but whatever. To hell with the combat boot wearing apes, I can do business in Canada for the next year. I really don't need the States and their someone-must-pay polices.

My company knows everything as well and are actually quite sympathetic, realizing that i was a victim of circumstance more than anything else.

What a nightmare though. Seriously, seriously unhappy with the U.S at present. A fascist state in the extreme, but too blind to notice. Truly, upon my return home, I found myself filled with a patriotic pride unlike anything I'd ever felt before. I love Canada. Yes my nation... liberal and beautiful, a far cry from the segregated ghetto below.

Oh but don't get me wrong, there are many beautiful Americans - many of whom post here - but sadly, the average American doesn't travel outside the U.S borders and are therefore victims of American propaganda, unaware of just how backwards and uncaring their government truly is.

America isn't the world and as a matter of fact, it's not even America, anymore. No, and it most certainly isn't the land of the free, that's for damn sure.

Capitalistic tossers, you have it all backwards! I make more money than most of your population yet still, you cement my good name with such a horrific crime and ruin my business dealings with you for at least a year. Pimp-slap the Canuck, is that it? What a way to do business, no wonder your economy is in decline. You destroy those who help make you strong, and for absolutely no good reason! Idiots! Look inside yourself America and I swear, you'll see an ugly monster.

I hate this. I would never, ever do something as foolish as drink and drive, yet this is exactly what I've been nailed for. Horrible, horrible situation and I'll never forgive the "State Troopers" (Oh so fitting) for my present hell.

So farewell land of holster stroking hillbillies, I won't be riding in one of your taxis with bulletproof glass seperating the driver from passenger anytime soon. I'm done. Pissed off spent and just simply done, with you.

Surreal.

Sad, sick and spun,

Sullen