A Policing Economy.

In a new age of free wheeling debutantes in Hollywood freebasing off of public scrutiny, devouring headlines with rampant self indulgence and fast fleeting shame, it's all to easy to offer an opinion.

A bus pass, or rail card, or shuttle key (pardon, not in a space sense) might work, causing the DUI offenders to sit next to Bob and his two kids.

Bob is a worker, he smells like a worker and looks like a worker. He pays little to no attention to his kids and eats hot dogs smoldered in ketchup, dripping it onto the train floor. Someone will clean it up, but not Bob. His kids yell and scream and push and fight and spill. They, like Bob, will clean up no mess.

I'm glad I'm not cleaning it up.

Yeah, that might work. Might scare miss Lohan and miss Hilton into some relevant thought process. We could expand the idea to the general populous. DUI = Bus Pass. Forcing the population into sensibility through interaction with a world so irritable and grotesque most will swear off libations entirely.

But then again, someone would have to clean up more spills.