The history of the alcohol breathalyzer is a sordid affair. From the secret sauce of proprietary source codes to the magic number of blood alcohol concentration, it’s primarily a victory of Mothers Against Drunk Driving using anecdotes of tragic deaths of children to sway a nation to believe in the syllogism: something must be done. And so it was, vilifying drunk driving as inchoate murder, at best, and putting a lot of otherwise law-abiding people in the docks, if not prison, along with all the consequences for them and their families.
Aside from criminal defense lawyers, no one cried for the drunk drivers. Even if they weren’t really drunk drivers, but no one cared enough to parse that nuance. When it comes to criminal law and anecdotal tragedies, we love to cherry pick between those we favor and those we don’t, even if it changes from time to time as the winds of feelings blow. Continue reading

