Logan’s Herald Journal recently published a letter to the editor from an avid runner. The letter was about being flipped-off by a motorist for jogging on the road while a foot of snow covered the sidewalk.
As a driver I, for one, don't hate pedestrians or cyclists.
I do sometimes resent that I am alertly driving a multi-thousand-dollar, registered vehicle sober with two hands on the wheel, after checking the mirrors for visibility, oil for viscosity, tires for air pressure and tread, windshield for cracks, windshield wipers for rubber or ice, headlights, taillights and blinkers for light, all the while moving my eyes side to side looking for wild animals, joggers, walkers, cyclists, motorists, pot holes, assholes, water, ice, debris, stop signs, yield signs, stop lights, hand gestures and turn signals without leaning and looking over to adjust the AC, radio, answer the phone, grab some shades from the glove box, send a text message or talk to my passenger about the tax on a gallon of fuel...
...yet someone who'd normally be on the sidewalk if not for ALL THE SNOW adds herself to the mix of anxiety-provoking decreased road capacity and wants me to feel guilty for getting perturbed for slowing down and/or swerving to avoid killing them, myself or someone else with my car.
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I haven't responded to this post because all I can say is that I agree with the whole thing!
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