Driving north on the dark Interstate 5 this morning, I was hoping that some wasted Marine on his way back to Camp Pendleton from Tijuana would not smash into my car. Those guys love to get crazy-shithoused in TJ and try to drive back to the base. Usually right around Encinitas they peter out, fall asleep and end up in a brutal wreck. Often, they plow into CHP officers on the side of the freeway.
Cops like that, too, when a drunken Marine kills one of their own.