Traffic School - 680 Pounds Of Beer Cans Somehow Made $20 - 09/04/2026
This edition of Traffic School begins exactly where any responsible public-safety program should begin: with an extended investigation into the collapse of Kmart, the inflation-adjusted price of Little Caesars Hot-N-Ready pizza, the horrifying financial implications of diesel fuel, and the realization that a roll of Reynolds Wrap now costs enough money that aluminum foil has apparently become a precious metal. Lieutenant Crane is hanging out with Viktor, and the two immediately spiral into the economics of modern America, where a weekend road trip is now apparently a luxury reserved for oil sheiks and people who have discovered an abandoned refinery. Diesel prices have Viktor declaring that he is staying home, while Crane reveals his foolproof entrepreneurial strategy of drinking beer, crushing the cans, and selling the aluminum to finance more beer. This naturally evolves into Viktor discussing his attempt to stay off booze for the weekend, Crane suggesting that Viktor should simply move in with him and spend months becoming sober under police supervision, and Viktor proposing the much more reasonable strategy of hiding in his house with his cats, watching movies, drinking Mountain Dew, and refusing to encounter civilization.
Once Traffic School officially begins, the show immediately becomes a public-service announcement wrapped inside a fever dream. With a holiday weekend approaching, listeners are encouraged to delay their departure long enough to call the program, because apparently camping spots will still exist several minutes later. The aluminum-can economy returns, complete with Crane's story about collecting 680 pounds of beer cans only to receive approximately $20.18 for his heroic labor, proving once and for all that capitalism has found a way to make physically transporting a small aluminum mountain somehow less profitable than simply leaving it in the garage. Then comes the first genuinely important warning of the episode: if you're planning on getting wild at a campground, remember that there may be cops camping nearby. They may not be wearing uniforms. They may be sitting in campers. They may be watching. The woods are no longer safe. The campground has become surveillance state: recreational edition.
The first major traffic question concerns the subject that appears to have personally offended an entire generation of Idaho drivers: roundabouts. A listener asks how to properly navigate one, and Viktor essentially reduces the entire engineering achievement to, “Look left, and if it's clear, go,” while Crane dreams of creating a video in which Viktor is physically trapped inside a vehicle while Crane attacks a roundabout with enough enthusiasm to pin Viktor's face against the passenger window. The conversation then wanders into Idaho Falls road construction, a mysterious new South Boulevard roundabout, traffic studies, expanding roads, destroying everything standing beside them, and the general frustration of attempting to navigate a growing city without spontaneously developing a nervous twitch. The educational portion eventually establishes that drivers should use turn signals when appropriate, particularly when changing lanes or indicating their intentions, because the other people on the road may be spectacularly incapable of reading minds.
Then the phones start ringing, and everything goes completely off the rails. One caller launches into an extremely enthusiastic complaint about an employee repeatedly arriving at work with beer cans falling out of her vehicle. Unfortunately, the caller deploys language that is far too spicy for terrestrial radio, forcing Viktor to frantically search for the dump button while apparently experiencing a near-fatal cardiac event. Crane jokes about needing to dispatch 911 because Viktor's heart has apparently stopped working, and the conversation becomes an accidental demonstration of why radio stations have emergency profanity buttons in the first place. The caller's daughter is also dragged into the situation, the dump button becomes a recurring character, and everyone seems increasingly concerned that the button has stopped lighting up. Meanwhile, Tractor Jeremy and Crazy Carl enter the picture, with the phone being passed around like a cursed artifact at a family reunion.
Crazy Carl then delivers a photograph of Tractor Jeremy's tractor being pulled over by Bingham County law enforcement, although apparently this particular encounter occurred while they were doing something charitable. Crane grudgingly acknowledges that there are, in fact, some good cops, before Carl begins apologizing for the mysterious “Rexburg thing” from the previous week. Nobody can quite remember what the Rexburg thing was, Carl's medication apparently had not kicked in, and Viktor openly admits that conversations with Carl tend to evaporate from his brain the moment the call ends. Yet somehow, despite this, a future visit to the station is arranged, complete with shirts, prizes, gift cards, Peaches, and a firm request that nobody bring handcuffs. The whole sequence feels less like Traffic School and more like a loosely organized traveling circus that accidentally obtained a broadcast license.
The educational segment resumes with a series of increasingly ridiculous questions, beginning with roundabout turn signals and escalating into Viktor's personal Star Wars-and-beer viewing habits. Crane wonders how Viktor has time to watch movies when he apparently spends half his existence in the bathroom, prompting Viktor to defend himself with the claim that he simply has a very large bladder and a conveniently located bathroom. From there, the show gets serious about holiday travel safety: check your tire pressure, inspect your tire tread, check antifreeze and oil, give your vehicle an overall once-over, and most importantly, put the phone down while driving. Grease Monkey receives a shout-out for vehicle service and its apparently dangerous supply of fresh-baked cookies, which Viktor claims he was only able to consume ten of before his vehicle was ready.
The show then addresses one of humanity's most pressing traffic questions: Is it legal to bumper-push someone who refuses to move when the light turns green? The answer is essentially “please don't,” despite Viktor's initial wisecrack that it isn't illegal if nobody is watching. Crane explains that deliberately pushing another vehicle can create liability for following too closely and potentially cause damage, which Viktor has personally discovered through the extremely scientific research method of using his truck to push his daughter's disabled vehicle into a sloped parking lot. The conversation then mutates into an absolutely insane driver's-ed story about Crane's younger days, when an instructor allegedly explained that the purpose of old metal bumpers was to let people gently bump neighboring vehicles while parallel parking. Teenage boys, naturally, interpreted this as divine permission to repeatedly ram cars and apparently discovered that “bumpers are for bumping” is not actually a legally defensible driving philosophy.
Next up: Why are freeway on-ramps so ridiculously long? The answer, thankfully, is not simply “to irritate Viktor,” even though that remains the unofficial emotional explanation. Crane explains that on-ramps provide space for drivers to accelerate to highway speed and merge without disrupting traffic, while off-ramps provide room to slow down. The important takeaway is that the accelerator pedal exists for a reason, and drivers should actually use it when merging rather than crawling toward the interstate like they're approaching an unexploded bomb. The discussion also highlights the strange psychological phenomenon where everyone becomes an absolutely flawless, terrified driver the moment a police vehicle appears behind them. Suddenly everyone is doing exactly the speed limit, gripping the steering wheel at 10 and 2, and behaving as though one molecule of tire movement outside the lane will summon a SWAT team.
Then comes the Electric Scooter Apocalypse. A caller asks about scooters and similar electric vehicles operating in traffic without obvious lights or equipment, leading Crane into an explanation of how bicycles, e-bikes, and electric vehicles can be subject to different rules depending on their configuration and power source. The conversation covers reflectors, headlights, brake lights, hand signals, insurance, driver's licenses, and the complicated distinction between pedal-assist and non-pedal-assist electric vehicles. Viktor questions the wisdom of expecting someone on an electric scooter to throw an arm into traffic as a turn signal, while Crane warns that such maneuvers could have consequences. The segment then morphs into a nostalgic confession about Crane's youth, a loud KX80 dirt bike, his father's instructions to behave, and Crane discovering that sound apparently travels farther than a teenage boy's concept of plausible deniability. Naturally, the neighbors eventually know everything.
The holiday weekend discussion then returns with Viktor apparently attempting to engineer sobriety through geographic isolation, aggressive scheduling, and avoiding grocery stores at lunchtime because the presence of schoolchildren makes him abandon the store entirely. The pair debate the speed of traffic on 17th Street and Sunnyside, the misery of hitting every red light in Idaho Falls, population growth, school traffic, and Viktor's increasingly desperate attempts to obtain food during his lunch break. At one point, the strategy becomes so absurdly efficient that Viktor realizes avoiding stores at certain times may simultaneously prevent him from buying food and prevent him from buying beer. This is either a breakthrough in behavioral economics or the worst meal-planning system ever invented.
Then Stuart calls with a question about the Museum of Idaho vandalism, specifically whether damaging a museum display containing language relating to a protected group could qualify as a hate crime. Viktor recounts visiting the museum, discovering exhibits dealing with controversial Idaho history—including material connected to the Aryan Nations—and finding a display that had apparently been stabbed, scratched, or otherwise vandalized. Crane explains that the circumstances described would more likely constitute vandalism unless there were additional facts showing a direct threat or other elements necessary for a hate-crime charge. Viktor, meanwhile, is absolutely furious that somebody would enter a museum and physically damage an educational display, because apparently nothing activates his internal rage generator quite like someone behaving like an idiot in a public institution.
And because one museum-related meltdown isn't enough, Viktor immediately discovers a second crime against civilization at a toy store: children taking too long to check out. A group of small children is apparently allowed to individually pay for their toys, requiring them to count money while Viktor waits behind them for approximately ten eternities. Viktor's position is that there is a time and place to teach children mathematics, and apparently that time and place is absolutely anywhere except directly in front of him in a checkout line. Crane questions whether Viktor's outrage might itself have disturbed the peace, creating a magnificent legal paradox in which the person complaining about the disturbance may actually become the disturbance.
A caller then asks about driving a personally owned semi to a car show and whether it must stop at weigh stations. Crane explains that commercial-vehicle rules can become surprisingly complicated depending on how the vehicle is being used, and the conversation takes a bizarre detour into whether the possibility of winning a prize at a car show could trigger commercial-vehicle standards. Crane recommends speaking with a commercial vehicle specialist rather than attempting to navigate the regulatory labyrinth through vibes and guesswork. Viktor, naturally, responds by encouraging listeners to find Crane's office number online and harass him, which is perhaps not the recommended official procedure for obtaining legal clarification.
Finally, the episode descends into one of its strangest legal myths: the alleged Idaho law of the “attractive nuisance” running car. A caller remembers being taught that if someone leaves a vehicle running with the keys inside, someone who takes it might receive a lesser charge because the vehicle was essentially an “attractive nuisance.” The caller then immediately compares the concept to his wife, ensuring that the legal question becomes a marital insult before Crane even gets the opportunity to answer. Crane explains that this isn't actually an Idaho law and points instead toward the concept of joyriding and the broader principle that another person's carelessness does not grant you permission to take their property. The discussion then produces two spectacular crime stories: a group of kids who attempted to sell someone else's boat after helping repair its trailer, and a historical story about someone who was supposedly entrusted to watch a gas station but later sold the entire business while the owner was away. The final legal lesson is brutally simple: if it doesn't belong to you, don't sell it.
The show finally limps across the finish line with a surprisingly wholesome message buried beneath approximately 45 layers of aluminum-can economics, police camping paranoia, roundabout rage, children's mathematics, beer jokes, museum vandalism, electric scooters, suspicious vehicles, and questionable legal folklore. Viktor and Lieutenant Crane tell everyone to be patient, cautious, situationally aware, and defensive behind the wheel, to avoid being an idiot, and to use a designated driver. Crane adds that campers should be considerate of the people around them, because—perhaps the most important lesson of the entire broadcast—one of those people might be a cop. And thus Traffic School concludes exactly as it began: with Idaho roads, questionable decisions, law enforcement, holiday travel, and the terrifying realization that the police may be hiding in a campground waiting for you to make a terrible decision.
