The Golden Age of Reckless Driving
If you want to drive like an asshole, you can!
I understand that a person may have had difficulty with anxiety when they took their state’s driver’s test. Driving a two-ton vehicle with a passenger scoring your driving ability’s worthiness to be on the highway from now into the future is, at best, nerve-racking.
But, before we get too carried away with this understanding, have you been on the roads lately?
Holy shit!
The driver’s test failure rate may have something to do with how many reckless examples everyone encounters - every time they’re behind the wheel - but the real problem seems to be simple assholic behavior:
Your response to that driver in front of you going 3.5 mph slower than you is intolerable. Excrutiatingly so. It’s time to change lanes and stomp on the accelerator and show that guy the correct speed to be at here! My middle finger waving as I pass on his right and gratifyingly pass 7 more cars in front of him, gives me an unexpected rush of endorphins. Yeah! I showed him! I still have to merge left up ahead, so I dive left between two cars that are already following too close. This is all happening at 70+ miles an hour in a clearly posted 50 mph speed limit area.
The elephant in the room:
Why?
Over-caffeinated? Already left too late to arrive at the destination on time? Watched that drifting movie last night?
No.
It’s just assholic behavior. A “transformed” 5 year old behind the wheel of that two-ton deathtrap.
The thing is, the idea that anyone else [like a police officer, for instance] would protest the bad behavior example above as “reckless” is a thing of the past. A relic. Thoughtless maneuvers are rewarded with nothing at all happening - that is, if an accident doesn’t happen as a result of it.
The bullshit talk that municipalities publish (the police are too busy with other, more important stuff), saying that the focus should be on creating safer highways (duh), instead of expecting law enforcement to, um, enforce the law, does nothing to stave the high level of anxiety every time a driver get’s behind the wheel.
The hell with that nonsense.
Go out and help along the Golden Age of Reckless Driving! It’s here! Now! You’re lucky to be alive at a time when no matter what fuckhead, ill-advised maneuver you do with your car, it’s um….. okay. 🤦♂️
On the other hand, consider an interesting learning detour into the practice of driving smoothly. Is it just for pussys that are already driving 3.5 mph slower than I prefer? Weak, spineless humans who have no desire to recreate an imaginary role in an imaginary movie that will never be made.
Driving smoothly?
Really? What heresy is this?
I’ll delve into my next post.