The Joy of Cooking Steve Allen

So I've given in to peer pressure (cause mostly by my girlfriend and the girlfriend of one of my roommates) and gotten a third blog at livejournal. Now I fear that this one will see even less action, probably because I don't get regular feedback on whether or not anyone reads it. Which is a shame, because it's the oldest. But I have decided that perhaps this should be the profound blog, since hardly anyone reads this thing, and hardly anyone is bound to want to read me being profound.
So I'm going to wax police-ophical right now. Yesterday when I was driving home I saw a state cop pull away in the opposite direction to pull someone over. I myself was a bit concerned because for a moment I thought he was pulling out to get me, or some of the people around me who were also going close to 80. But we were safe. But it did occur to me that it really is only the fear of getting a ticket that keeps me from really speeding. If not for cops or some other deterent, what would keep us from driving upwards of 100 miles per hour? Would accidents increase or something to keep people driving at more "safe" speeds? Would insurance rates go really high because of the danger associated with driving at top speeds?
All I know is, it's time for sleep, so I have no time to think about things like this. Unless I dream about them, in which case I'm more messed up than I thought I was.