Joe Kozmarski, my fictional PI, is good hearted and good souled, but he screws up in almost every way imaginable. He drinks too much and crashes his car into newsstands. He aims his camera into private citizens’ windows. He drives over a cop’s foot. If PI Associations offered such awards, they would name him “Most Likely to Land in Prison for Ten to Fifteen.”
But Joe has limits. He never commits sexual violence and does nothing sordid with children or animals. His transgressions are those that could happen to . . . well, not to anyone, but to any guy who, like Joe, constantly throws himself into the middle of messes and then tries to fight his way out.
Deep in his desk drawer, Joe keeps a list of laws that (along with laws prohibiting sexual violence and depravity with children or animals) he hold more or less sacred. These are real laws, on the books in
That’s it. Anything else goes. Or almost anything. Joe does have limits. He just sometimes has a hard time finding them.
(Additional note: I’ve drawn my list of laws from the Dumb Laws website: http://www.dumblaws.com/laws/united-states/illinois.)