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This week’s topic: road rage.
The term “road rage” is one that gets tossed around pretty flippantly these days. It seems like anyone who might lose their temper a bit, lay on their horn and shout out some graphic suggestions for things someone can do with their tire iron gets categorically placed under the odious placard of “road rager.”
According to Wikipedia, the term can be traced back to a Los Angeles Times article from the late ‘80s and is described as:
“behavior by a driver of an automobile or other motor vehicle which causes collisions or incidents on roadways”
That definition couldn’t be more off base. In reality, it’s not the person losing their temper behind the wheel that’s causing these collisions or “incidents,” but the 7,522 other idiots meandering along out there who have no business being on the road in the first place.
But instead of labeling those people as “road retards,” and sending them to special classes where they learn how to operate a motor vehicle, we get all up in arms at the people risking life and limb to shake a fist, flip a finger and keep these idiots in check.
I mean, if some brain dead surfer slips off his board and plunges into the ocean, right in the path of an oncoming shark – he gets eaten. And nobody’s demonizing the shark and labeling him a “water rager,” or a “sea psycho.” They blame the moron who ended up somewhere he had no business being in the first place.
So don’t think of these so called “road ragers” as ill-tempered maniacs ready to explode at the flip of a switch. Think of them as “road sharks,” patrolling the highways. Respect them; and don’t get in our way, or you’ll get eaten.