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...Even if the kid had his actual license and not his permit, he still is not allowed to be driving by himself between the hours of 9 p.m. and 5 a.m. (or something like that) until his 18th birthday. I'm pretty sure that's how it worked in NYS anyway, I know different states have different laws regarding underage drivers. I didn't get my license until I was 19, so the under-18 restrictions didn't apply to me, and thus I could be wrong. I used to carpool to work with a 17-year-old friend who had her license, and we had to hustle to get home after work at 9 p.m. (if you were coming home from work or school past the curfew, it was okay, but you couldn't stop at a store or all this dumb shit).
And I may have skimmed over it in the article, but *I* didn't see mention of how the kid got the Jag. It's easy to assume, as everybody seems to have done, that his parents bought it for him, but he might have had a job. He might have bought it used and fixed it up. Boortz's point seems to be "Parents, don't buy your kids nice cars and they won't do stupid shit while driving." Well, that's a crock and you know it. A kid can crash a Gremlin just as well as he can crash a Jag.
There are a LOT of dumbass drivers on the road. I'm 21, been driving for two years, am as safe as I can possibly be, and have never caused an accident. I was in one, though, that was not my fault (and if you don't believe me, ask my insurance company)...and the dumb cunt who broadsided me was 34 years old. And I knew, as we were waiting for the police with my car in the ditch, that all the rubberneckers who passed by automatically assumed "Oh, that dumb teenage girl was driving recklessly and look at her now, stupid bitch. Good thing she didn't kill that nice lady and her child in the car." When that was not even *remotely* the case.
I do agree with Boortz that parents need to take responsibility when it comes to things like their teenagers driving. Driver's ed schools are more concerned with teaching you exactly the bare minimum of how to pass the road test than with teaching you how to *drive*. My dad taught me to drive, and one of the things he said that always stuck with me was, "You are sitting on a two-ton bomb right now. If someone hits you at the right angle, this car will blow the fuck up." This should be cross-stitched on a sampler and hung in every driver's ed class, in my opinion. It certainly kept me from joyriding.
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