This morning, little did I know, a cop was stationed at the corner of 18th Street and Columbia Road NW searching for jaywalkers. A man was standing beside me as I waited to cross the street. He jumped the light by one, maybe two seconds. Luckily, I was in a pre-coffee haze and didn’t do this myself. The cop called him back, and as I was getting my coffee at Starbucks and looking through the window at the scene, it appeared that the cop wrote him a ticket. The man took his ticket, started to cross the street again, and was called back again. I left the Starbucks with my coffee, re-crossed the street, and overheard some of the conversation, which was basically this: “If I enter the crosswalk when it’s white, I don’t have a right to cross the street? I’m supposed to stop halfway and turn back?” The man’s questions were answered with silence. It seemed that there wasn’t enough time on the clock for the man to cross the street, so he was getting another ticket. Aside from the obvious question—-is this really time well spent by a cop?—-there is a lesson to be learned: When crossing a street, look for cops as well as cars.