Rick_A
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Don't I know it...Try riding a mountain bike

Heck, even walking. Sometimes it feels as if I wasn't standing in front of my son he'd get run over.
Don't I know it...Try riding a mountain bike
Try riding a mountain bike
to the OP's point of people not realizing that others may be carrying a concealed weapon, i never really thought about it until i decided to carry myself. But i find myself saying to my wife a lot when someone does something stupid-"don't they realize i could shoot them?" not that i would, but that they are creating a situation that given the right circumstances could escalate to something very bad.
case in point, i live in PA and we were pulling into a parking lot of a Walmart much larger than the local one. As we were waiting for a car to pull out of a spot close to the doors(not a necessity to us as i usually park farther away). a lady and her teen son, he was driving cut us off and took the spot...as they pulled into the spot, forcing us to wait as they drove by, the lady flipped us off. my wife and i just laughed. We parked about 10 cars past them on the other said of the same row. as they got to the store front, both turned and flipped us off yet again. the son then wiped his eyes like he was crying. again, we both laughed. We ran into them again inside, and for the third time, received the friendly middle finger hello. After they walked away, i whispered to my wife, "they must not realize i have a gun".
with all the people going bat crazy for no reason any more, it would be a good idea for everybody to avoid trying to one up anyone else...after all they could just shoot them...even in "non-carry" states
That's just another one of the reasons I'm glad we moved out here to the mountains of West Virginia. People here know how to drive and actually have some courtesy to other drivers.
I remember when we first moved out here from the Washington DC area how suprised I was when a driver waved at me and it wasn't with his middle finger.
I got the same reaction in a convertible. We got a little Miata for city driving in good weather, but sold it after the strange reactions and attacks we would get. There especially seemed to be a problem with large American pickup trucks. Almost invariably at red lights, the occupants of the trucks would hurl insults, fast food garbage, lit cigarettes, large cups of Coke, etc.
My wife had several incidents while driving our grandson in the Miata, foul language, things thrown, and a kind of pure hatred we could not understand. This was no status symbol of a car - we paid $6k for it. Why did the people sitting in a $40k truck hate us?
I drive over 100,000 miles per year as a semi truck driver. Think about a semi driver when you see one next time. Nobody ever seems to see them. They're like trees, so common and never looked at. I get cut off constantly due to people perceive me as slow. Yes, I'm slower than you, and you can accelerate a lot better than me, so why not wait an extra 5 seconds before merging in front of me so your rear bumper isn't rubbing my front?
Then there's new jersey drivers. They'll just turn and merge like they're the only ones on the highway. I slammed on my brakes 12-15 times per hour to keep from killing them. They trust random strangers with their lives while showing that middle finger and leaning on the horn...
You know how to drive safely and defensively. It's been taught before. You've heard a thousand times about following distance, blinkers, speed limits, and all that. So... they drive crazy on purpose?
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Lumpy, I love you to death...
I believe that the average person these days is a petty, small minded individual who thinks only of themselves. They hate their job, they're in debt up to their eyeballs, relationships stink and they are generally miserable.
Wrap them up in a couple of thousand pounds of steel and this is their own little world. Here they are in control. They are the Lord and Master. Heaven help anyone who dares disrupt their peaceful existence.
Anger is their outlet.
Road rage is their drug of choice.
*File under Karma:
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I went back. Stopped. Did my paramedic thing. He may be alive today but I doubt it. Head injury, ribs, 2x femurs etc.
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Sgt Lumpy