I remember when a dishwasher in a restaurant where I waited tables [in Texas in the 80's] called me up and asked me to marry him - so he could stay in this country.
He'd been caught drunk driving, found to be illegal, and was to be deported.
I did not marry him, despite the fact that he was a sweet guy and all.
And really cute.
But I digress.
Didn't seem like the wisest choice for my future.
So what's happened in the meantime?
Today, had this happened in California, they'd just say, poor thing; you didn't really mean to be [caught] drunk and driving? Go on your way?
Disgusting. And he didn't even kill a man - by backing over him, of all things.