The newest craze among some motorcycle stud-muffins and button-boner truck jox is to blow through red lights and play dodge-em with pedestrians in crosswalks. I don't know what's worse — the fact that mouth-breathing, knuckle-dragging man-boys keep spawning, or that their bros in the PPB do jack-all to protect people while they tool around in their air-conditioned SUVs, drawing fat union wages.