I would say “please”, but I don’t feel polite about this…
Many of you will know that this is a cause near to my heart. (In other words, near to the burning coal of fury otherwise known as my heart.)
A few months ago I had a very near miss at a head-on collision on the edge of a steep drop. I was nearly killed by a stupid, horrible, piece of shit of a man who is most likely a nice, decent, valuable part of his circle of loved ones. The difference is subtle – only a matter of a split second and thirty inches or so.
He was texting and driving and almost completely in my lane on a curve in a winding mountain road.
We missed colliding by a couple of feet.
This was one of three incidents in the last half year (that I’ve been aware of) of drivers texting behind the wheel in full view, close enough to become my business. I could see it because they drifted into my lane, or wobbled right by with their eyes on their phones, thumbs a-typin’, steering with their knees, or their pinkies, or The Force.
Watch this. Or if you can’t be bothered, let me paraphrase the moral of the story: killing and maiming people is not worth telling anyone “Lol!” or “Get pepperoni & mushroom” or “I’ll be right there” or “Love you, too”.
(Thanks to Debra Lynn Lazar for sending out the link to this short film.)