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[webofevil]

Drivers! If you insist on reinforcing my prejudices about what hunching over a steering wheel does to people ("You don't understand what it's like to drive," an old friend of mine keeps saying, but I understand only too well: it's like being a seven-year-old allowed to play with a power tool) by driving obliviously and recklessly, then realising too late that you're protruding into oncoming traffic and trying to reverse into me at speed as I'm legitimately using a pedestrian crossing, expect me to smack your goddamn car. Your frenzied honking and swearing in response is misplaced. I'm not the c*nt here.

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[psychonomy.livejournal.com]

Driving is a form of consensual insanity.

Case in point: you're waiting to get on to a multi-lane roundabout. A battalion of very hard and heavy high-speed death machines is approaching from the right, under the control of people who are statisticaly likely to be more stupid than you.

Do you:

(a) wait for an appropriate gap in the traffic and pull out, carefully manoevering yourself into the correct lane

or

(b) get out and walk.

Walking. It's the only sane choice.