I just returned from a bike ride, and had some thoughts while riding. Instead of my typical research backed musings, I'm going to let you readers find the research you feel supports your counterpoints. You're likely home on your corona island anyway, so you have the time. Anyway, modern america summed through experiences in just a 45 minute bike ride:
1. Mile 1.1 While I'm locked into my pedals, stopping and therefore, intersections aren't fun. Mile 1.1 brings a simple 4 way stop. I roll up and try to make eye contact or somehow catch the driver of the light blue Toyota econobox to no avail. She's not paying attention at all to traffic, giving it all to her phone. In an active intersection. Shiest, I know traffic is light these, but this instant laziness / selfishness is unacceptable. Fail. 2020 America...generally selfish, unaware, and obsessed with social media. Maybe I'll post your #drivingfail, Courtney.
2. Mile 3.5 Diesel pickup truck passes me and purposely "rolls coal" dropping diesel soot in my path. Seriously, what's your deal dude? I get that you bought the pickup truck even though you have no real need for its utility so that you felt more "like a man", but what's the deal with trying to hurt the environment, hurt your engine, crush your fuel economy and possibly get a lawsuit? What makes it worth it to you? Do you know that I can't afford to sue you and likely win as many states now consider what you did a crime? Do you know that I don't have my mobile phone affixed to my handlebar recording you? Fail 2020 America...Watch this, maybe I'll get on YouTube. And even if not, I'll feel better about myself since I can put this person in danger or make them feel worse. And I'm a man damn it, watch me obliterate nature and the place my kids will grow up in. Hell yeah, git r done, Hunter!
3. Mile 6 Old farm truck is pulling a massive farm implement, yet gives me plenty of room and passes slowly on a straight stretch of road, giving a polite wave as I go by. Pass 2020 America...Older farmer who worked hard and knows many out there have had to do the same. Even if I look like an alien to him in full road bike spandex, he just wants to say hi and let me be me. Nice guy from a mostly nice generation - one that had to live through real hardship and appreciates life and others. Thanks for your contribution to balancing society, Farmer Jim
4. Mile 7 Didn't take long, but now this Hyyunndayyy crossover utility marketing term vehicle passes me, flooring it up a hill with no visibility and giving no room for any mistakes, oncoming traffic, branches in the road. Clueless. Fail 2020 America...mid 40's mom rushing around as if there's some race she'll win if she just gets it all done faster, damn anyone who could get in her way. Likely a hit and runner if she were to swipe me, and that nearly happened...single digit inches separated her vehicle and my handlebar. Wake up "I'm sooooo busy" Lisa and realize you're not in a race. Your car is not for speed, and your life will benefit, even while getting it all done, if you just slow down.
5. Mile 10 Coming around a corner and some red hand me down Chevy Cobalt decides she should just drive as usual giving me zero thought as she goes right through the turn, not allowing me to get out of her way first, which would take all of .01 seconds. Fail 2020 America...she didn't do this on purpose, but simply had no one teach her the right way to drive. Driving instruction now is horrendous, and what used to hone driving skills across the multitude of potential situations on the roads was experience. Experience doesn't come to young people who use the internet to interact. Young people who use Uber. Young people who just don't care to drive, and get their helicopter parents to take them everywhere. It's not your fault, Madison, it's us.
6. Mile 14 Rolling up to a stop light that's turning red. Gray minivan is right behind me, but we're like 100 feet to the stoplight which turned yellow about 10 seconds ago, and red 2 seconds ago, so it clearly will have at least a minute more of red before it will turn green again. Nevertheless, driver races past me only to apply the brakes hard and stop next to me. Fail 2020 America. What was the point of passing me, older gentleman? Seriously are you putting that little thought into driving? You're like the person who changes lanes constantly on the highway in traffic to get ahead by a single car at best. Start treating driving with respect and even better treat those sharing the road with it too, Ralph
I'm out of miles and experiences, but in this pandemic time, I would hope more people are being forced to recognize their impact on overall society, and what they do to contribute to some of the very things they say they dislike about it.
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