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In which the middle-aged Peacenik mouths off about War Drones--and all the other things that make him cranky. Pnorny!

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Ramming Speed
08.03.06 (9:18 pm)   [edit]
Driving home today I almost purposely rammed into the car ahead of me. He wasn't driving erratically but he did something so annoying that I nearly lost whatever semblance of cool I had. Even with Led Zeppelin blasting on the stereo, my apres-work calm got destroyed.

So what did he do? Did he flip me off? No, I bet he didn't even know that what he did was an act of provocation.

What he did was, simply, throw his used, lit cigarette butt out his car window, where it landed on the ground and started gently rolling with the wind. The cigarette was still lit and letting off a thin wisp of smoke.

Here's why his little act cheesed me off:

  • The most obvious reason: littering. He might not give a flying about the neighborhood but I do and a cigarette butt here and there, and over there adds up to a lot of butts. The kids don't need to find them and play with them.
  • The weather finally stopped its brutal heat, leaving a nice dry city ripe for fires. Chucking a lit cigarette out the window won't make it magically stop smoldering. That, with the gentle wind, meant the stick would stay lit *AND* be on the move. This is how many of the fires get started - stupidity.
  • But the biggest reason was that on his car was one of those DARE bumperstickers. Dude! You dare your kids to keep off drugs while you suck on a deathstick. Good example fo the young 'uns.
    I shouldn't get so worked up but it was so stupid and the temptation to ram my Suburban up his little prissy Toyota tailpipe was THERE, if you get my drift. One little firm press on the accelerator...
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