“Mr. Springsteen, who has no previous criminal record of any kind, voluntarily plead guilty to a violation of consuming an alcoholic beverage in a closed area …” Prosecutors drop DWI charges against Bruce Springsteen, with rocker fined $500. It could have been worse. He could have been pulled over by a Highway Patrolman or a State Trooper after driving a stolen car down on Eldridge Avenue, alongside hemi-powered drones that scream down the boulevard, and ended up in a wreck on the highway. He could have been blinded by the light while racing in the street and been left with no option but hiding on the backstreets. He could have gone out for a ride and never went back; like a river that don’t know where it’s flowing, he could have taken a wrong turn and just kept going. He could have been driving in his brother’s car down to the river only to find the river was as dry as New Jersey’s Gateway National Recreation Area is supposed to be. He could have ended up in the darkness on the edge of town where he’d find things that haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned-out Chevrolets. What if heaven was waiting out on the tracks and the Boss ended up dancing in the dark with the ghost of Tom Joad? Luckily, he was just around the corner from the light of day. I guess this all part of the growin’ up process. It’s hard to be a saint in the city.