Who's Your Daddy?

[Photo credit: Boston Herald]

What did you do Saturday night?

I'd be willing to bet that it wasn't half as exciting as what Roland Reese had going on. Mr. Reese took his three kids for a drive after a 10 year-old's birthday party. Isn't that cute?

Well, the police just can't let a guy spend some quality time with his kids. They pulled him over.

Yes, he happened to be speeding. Lighten up, officers. Am I right?

Sure, he was drinking from an open 12 pack of Heineken and the car "reeked" of the sticky icky, but it was a birthday party, people. Roland Reese refuses to half-step. The youth of today need to know how to let their hair down, and who better to illustrate how that is done than their father? Aren't people clamoring for male role models in the lives of today's children? Make up your mind.

Yes, I readily admit that there was also a large caliber, somewhat loaded weapon in the car as well, and that Mr. Reese was in the middle of a high speed shoot out when he was rudely interrupted by the police. Uh huh... The rear window of his vehicle had been shot out while his kids were in the back seat (quite possibly buckled in, I would speculate... but nobody mentions that he was obviously a "safety first" kind of dad). Big whoop. Get over yourselves, everyone.

Not everyone's parenting styles are identical. Excuse me and Mr. Reese. Sorry to upset your delicate sensibilities, but Roland Reese will not --will NOT-- raise his kids to be quitters. No, Roland Reese finishes what he starts. Well, he would have, if the intrusive, hyperalarmist, nanny state cops would have just allowed him to.

At least his wife did a Patsy Cline and stood by Rollin' Roland, saying “He was shot at... He’s a victim."

Did I mention that the arrest was less than 2 miles from my crib?

Representing.