How Do You Deal With Tailgaters?

[Oaktree]

My point is that unless somebody has a badge, blue lights and a summonse book they have no right to enforce the speed limit by being a rolling road block or any other method.

Which brings up the question, what is the purpose of a rolling road block? Vermont seems to do this periodically on I-91...a conga line of state police cruisers side by side at exactly the speed limit, or sometimes below. This is not in a construction zone, just something they do from time to time.
The hype is to "promote safe driving" or some similar BS, but I don't see how it accomplishes that.

 

[jjeff]

When I towed cars I'd flip on the rear work lights. When I plowed snow id flip on the strobes and unleash a pelting of salt on the tailgater yeah I was an a-hole when I was getting paid to drive especially in the middle of the night. However the plow trucks I drove had pretty large legible signs with instructions not to follow to close.

 

[bdhsfz6]

Reminds me of when I was a lineman for the Bell System during the 1968 strike. One of the harassment tactics used by union workers was to closely tailgate company vehicles driven by management employees. This was sanctioned by the union and not a very smart idea. Many tickets were issued over the 8 week strike and resulted in one nearly fatal rear end collision.

The union officials responsible were heavily fined and many lawsuits were filed. Needless to say, that tactic was never repeated.

 

[stephenh]

Many years ago, my best friend and I, in high school, were riding with his father out to their horse property along a narrow county lane. The father was a bit of a lead foot, and we got stuck behind a couple kids in a pickup who slowed us way down wih no chance to pull out and pass. As we tail-gated them, the passenger looked back, then reached down behind their seat and pulled up a plywood cutout of a hand with raised middle finger and wagged it back and forth in the rear window. My friend and I just about had a very early aneurism laughing but his father almost blew his stack in anger. Probably sixty years ago, but I still remember the big grin on the guy's face as he wagged that thing back and forth.