Anne B. Warzyn (12/19, Letters) has a clever way of “dawdling” when a stoplight turns green if the car behind her was too close to her while stopped.
Let me paint a different scenario that could happen because of your cleverness. The driver behind you is late getting his twin 10-year-old boys to basketball practice. You dawdle because he is close. He goes into another lane to go around you and is broadsided by another vehicle, and the twins are killed.
Road rage isn’t cool, even at a stoplight.
Al Fleeman
Lee’s Summit
Al Fleeman is a stupid moron. Perhaps the dawdling driver was on the phone to the head nurse talking about the life-threatening condition of her daughter.
Granted, she should pull over, but she didn't.
Meanwhile, a$$holes like Al Fleeman has got his teeny-weeny penis in a knot worrying about two, Lee's Summit spoiled, white, clueless brats being late for a stupid basketball game..or soccer...or tanning salon appointment.
Perhaps the next time I see Al Fleeman on the road expressing his own selfish rage at nothing, I'll take it upon myself to run his sorry a$$ off the road, into a ditch, upside down...and dead.
The puppy will live to be featured in the lead story of a local TV news ststion; probably "if it bleeds it leads" KCTV-5.
Sit down and STF up, Al!
Posted by: solstice | December 28, 2008 at 07:50 AM
Lee's Summit may have some of the worst drivers outside of Johnson County, KS.
Now, we know why.
Posted by: whispering_to_kc | December 27, 2008 at 07:19 PM
"... and the twins are killed."
One of them would have grown up to discover a cure for cancer and lead millions out of poverty. The other, would have negotiated world peace and led us into the cosmos.
One cranky ol' lady, mad at the rest of the world for always being in a rush.
One impatient, suburban father trying to get his spoiled, overcommitted children off to yet another in a long chain of kid's sporting activities designed to give them an advantage on others later in life. But, all the boys wanted to do was stay home and watch Gilligan's Island reruns.
One lonely stoplight: the nexus between humanity in its current sad state and its destiny, good or bad.
Posted by: whispering_to_kc | December 27, 2008 at 06:43 PM
People with bumper stickers making classical-music puns in their rear windows (rear "window"-?) should probably minimize their chances of irritating people behind them who've already been driving aggressively unless they give every appearance of being Bluto's twin sister with an ammo belt across their chest.
Posted by: Pub 17 | December 27, 2008 at 02:36 PM
Aw Kate -- you're killin' me!!
My mom used to pull that passive agressive stuff on drivers who annoyed her. She would even do it on interstates with 18-wheelers. One day I about lost it with her and told her as long as that truck was ten times bigger than our car, it might be wise to back off and learn to pick her battles more carefully.
So then she got all passive aggressive on me instead, but at least we weren't creamed by the 18-wheeler.
Posted by: TinaMcG | December 27, 2008 at 01:33 PM
OK, wiseguy, forget the twin ten-year-old boys. How about a crackhead/drunk/general-purpose gangbanger/ordinary citizen coming back from the hospital with some baaaddd test results? None of THOSE in Kansas City, why worry?
Posted by: Pub 17 | December 27, 2008 at 10:33 AM
And wasn't one of the boys physically disabled? Or was that the puppy?
Posted by: anonymousposter | December 27, 2008 at 10:22 AM
Mr. Fleeman forgot the part about it being the twins’ birthday. And their present was a puppy. And the puppy was in the car. And the puppy died too.
Road rage. It kills puppies.
Posted by: Kate | December 27, 2008 at 09:58 AM