Ruth Davis banked on looking like just another granny in the slow lane.
But the 65-year-old Floridian was on business. A high-dollar delivery -- 33 pounds of premium pot -- was locked up in the trunk of her rented Chevy Impala. She set her cruise on 74 as she headed north on Interstate 95 through Johnston County, bound for New York.
A North Carolina trooper got in her way that morning last December and, by chance, stumbled across a new type of drug mule.
"I'm not someone you'd think would be doing this," Davis said this week during an interview at the Johnston County jail. "I guess that's why it was such a brilliant plan."
Well, obviously it wasn't all that brilliant....
The thing that I find notable is the air of surprise that's prevalent in the article. Davis doesn't think she'll be caught, the cops seem amazed that a "senior citizen" would be running drugs and so on.
You know, 40 years ago (in 1968, the heyday of the Counter Culture), these people were 25 years old, selling, running and using drugs. Why are people so surprised that they're still in the business?
And no, I don't have any sympathy for the story that she was trying to pay her medical bills. Like the old TV show--"Don't do the crime if you can't do the time."