I’m working on a couple of posts, but seeing as how I haven’t posted in days (DAYS!) I thought I would treat you to an excerpt from a book I’m reading right now. A little food for thought…
From The Art of Cycling, Robert Hurst, (Falcon, 2004) pg 35
“We just might feel the harmful sociological effects of automobile enclosure every time we go for a ride, or drive. One noticeable effect is increased road rage, and the general ramping up of bitchiness among encased drivers, who, free from the encumbrance of face-to-face contact, decide to just speed past flipping the bird or yelling a few choice words at whoever fills them with hate at the moment, then bolt away. They figure they’re never going to see that person again. Traffic is a bit like the internet in that regard. Out on the sidewalk, where getting walloped violently is a more pressing possibility, suddenly all the road ragers are quite polite to each other.”
This paragraph struck me because of how true it is… I am guilty of road rage. One of the reasons I am happy to be traveling car-free right now is so the kids don’t hear me shouting unkind words out my windows anymore. I knew my road rage was a problem when the oldest started parroting me: “OH COME ON!!! HOW MUCH MORE GREEN DO YOU WANT IT TO BE?!?” I tried to tone it down, that didn’t work. I tried to stop altogether; road rage had become part of the experience of driving. I couldn’t get into the car and drive without getting mad at some other driver, criticizing someone else’s skills (or lack thereof), and verbally abusing everyone from the city planners to the MTO.
Well, let’s hope I can put that all behind me and turn over a new leaf.