I was pulled up by the police this morning for not wearing a mask. Walking down a lane at the back of the apartment building in which I live, I spotted a police car. The policemen looked directly at me. Unmasked, I looked back thinking I might be operating within the NSW law. I quite honestly don’t know. My aging brain can’t keep up with the changes. Is this a possible defence?
Of course, everyone outside was masked but then most were masked before the recent tightening of the rules. Anyway, nothing happened and I walked on to my local café and ordered a coffee. And there was the police car again. It had snuck up on me. This time I knew I was breaking the law – loitering unmasked immediately outside a café. He called over to me. “Put your mask on.”
“Sorry I forgot,” I said and put on my mask. We waved to each other and he drove off. Strictly speaking he could have fined me $500. That’s the fine set my local member Gladys Berejiklian whose role, I seem to recall, is to represent my interests. Ah well.
If we leave aside the useless and demeaning imposition of masks, the story is a good one. Old style community policing. He operated within the law. He was civil. And implicitly issued a warning rather than a fine. Is there hope in there for us?