Back Road Drives

 


One of my favorite things to do is to drive back roads. A sunny Spring day, the sun roof open, no music playing. Just relaxing. Why anyone would buy a car without a sun roof puzzles me. Just such a delight.

I observe drivers on the major roads like Route 30. Everyone seems to be in such a hurry to get somewhere but why? Is it worth the agitation to save 5 minutes to get to the destination? What, just to get on the couch a bit sooner to watch cable? Those potato chips can wait.  

I typically hang out in the right lane and just chill out when I can't avoid the roads like 30.  But, getting into the left lane to allow a car to merge often results in the reckless drivers not giving room.

Cars are practically bumper-to-bumper in the passing lane, creating a dangerous situation for everyone.  There was a big accident on 441 and 30 the other day--the merge can work fine with everyone giving some space but that is not how these drivers think. Again, what is the point? Some Darwinian competition by car.  

Driving the roadways is a social contract of sorts. The road belongs to all of us and ignorant, dangerous drivers, are a threat to the common good. Bullies on wheels. And don't you dare call them out on it. I suppose anyone who drives like an ass is not one able to take correction. So, these knuckleheads do as they wish because no one will challenge their dangerous behavior. Law enforcement is nowhere to be found. I was on 222 on Easter Day and encountered a series of 4 cars that were driving like maniacs. No cops anywhere, one of the most highly traveled days of the year.  

Turning the other cheek is a good principle to not escalate situations. However, if the negative actions are not challenged and called out, the nitwits get their way and become bigger ass-hats. And anyone who thinks that this is the recipe for civil society is wrong.   

The best way to escape this trap is just to drive slower and more scenic roads. Take a few more minutes. Enjoy the rolling countryside. The race is not to the swift. Have peace, such a precious commodity.                 

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