Sunday, November 7, 2010

What's Wrong With People?

This is almost a regular diatribe for me but I feel the need to regurgitate on this subject. I have simply one question to ask and one question only; What in the world is wrong with people?

OK, perhaps I should explain. I drive my share of miles but it never ceases to amaze me how much everyone is in a hurry these days. It is especially evident when you approach most any city. People drive with no regard to anyone else on the road. It’s all about me these days.

I got on the road, for instance, this morning heading for church. I do near the speed limit most times. Its Sunday morning….should be a somewhat calm and peaceful day. Should be is the operative phrase. People fly by me sometimes from both sides as if I am crawling and this does not favor any real demographic. It runs the gamut from tricked out little rice rockets to minivans filled with kids. What is wrong with people? When did everyone’s own agendas outweigh public regard or safety? What does it say about parents that drive that way with vans full of young crumb crunchers? Oh and this would be the same group of people suing a manufacturer for sticky accelerator pedals. If you weren’t doing 95 miles per hour in the first place you might have been able to stop!

I’m sorry but someone needs to explain to me how everyone has just gone crazy on the roads. I would also venture a guess that at least 50% of whoever dares read this is also guilty of the same thing. I truly need it explained to me. I know that most every community’s budget deficits could be resolved if police would just start camping out on the roads I drive on. There simply is no justification for the maniacal behaviors exhibited on our roads these days.

When did traffic laws become suggestions? That little stick on the left side of your steering wheels has some great little mass notification features. I invite everyone to explore it. As an aside, I guess police cars don’t get those little sticks. Perhaps budget cuts did away with that option on their cruisers. One little thing about those sticks….using them is not permission to cut me off.

So there it is. I try to handle my road rage in this way; Venting to my loyal reader(s). I invite you all to slow down just a bit, perhaps enjoy some of your favorite music and keep everyone’s insurance rates down just a bit more. Happy trails……