Reality to Earth . . . You're making my point for me. Stop it, will you?
Local news put a slight twist in my recent tale of poor driving and people who must have gotten their licenses as golden tickets out of a Wonka Bar. I'm drifting through an eleven o'clock newscast when I hear what's an unfortunately common occurrence; an accident where a small child was killed near a stop sign which was taken as more a suggestion than a potential breach of traffic law.
The typical story points were hit; among them how the neighborhood has been trying to do something about the fact people weren't stopping at that particular sign, and then comes the coup de grace . . . As the local reporter is standing near the sign talking through the story a series of cars passes the sign, many of which did so without pausing, hesitating or, as one might hope right after an incident at the same spot, stopping.
On camera. I hope they got a few license plates in the footage. It's another example of something that's funny about something that's not funny.
When you're out on the road, you might want to consider it's a good idea not to hit anything when you're out driving. A lack of blood smeared across the hood keeps the finish on your car looking good, and in case you're thinking of ignoring something larger, not having another car's front fender engine come through your side door does wonders for vehicle life.
We're supposed to know better. Give it a try.
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