I give. Snow is everywhere. The fine folks 'round these parts have a bit of a learning curve when it comes to navigating ones automobile in it. I understand.
I understand you're in a hurry... need to get to work... need to hurry up so you can spare those few last minutes you tried to give yourself so as not to rush over the black ice.
But if you are going to brave the roads, and take the time to scrape your windshield and warm up your car please PLEASE do me this favor... there is a weapon atop your vehicle. It is flat and hardened and has a mind of its own when withstanding winds of 35 mph or greater.
It sends projectile missiles without warning. Sprays of unavoidable precipitation skew the visibility of others. At the very least, it startles and frightens the NPR listeners and classical music enthusiasts who are making a stride towards their own personal zen before a busy work day.
There is a special agenda for the SUV's and trucks who participate in their own 2ft or greater "mile high club". As if the momentum of going 5 over the posted speed limit isn't enough, the added height and gravity given to this potential frosty weapon of destruction is particularly disconcerting. Chunks of white debris fly at random toward the innocent folks in its wake.
If you would like to pay it forward, or simply look out for your neighbor, arguing about health care reform will do little when chucking 50 mph snow drifts at granny or little Susie.
So please, cease and desist. Dismantle the miniature frozen tundra atop your car/truck/SUV. Practice a little bit of the golden rule. Practice consideration.
Do this, and everyone's vision will be clear.
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