26 June, 2008
The first Friday in March. Forecasters were suggesting that people stay home and
avoid any unncessary travel. Snow eventually waded and topped to my hips by the
weekend. It certainly looked like a good time to stay home.
I was doing my part for the environment and walking from the grocery store for
some much needed staples.
Even though the snow piled on and the driving conditions were near whiteout
visibility, the drivers in their gas-guzzling machines still drove on like it
was clear sunshine. Some still raced like they were competing against
everyone else for control of the snow covered, blizzard packed road.
As I crossed the two lane road, with a posted speed limit of forty kilometres
an hour, a man in a Honda sixteen-seater twelve-thousand-metre guzzler suddenly
raced up, skidded near me and started beeping repeatedly like Italy won another
I continued on, in defiance, in fury.
What kind of bonehead believes that speeding, even in residential neighbourhoods,
is somehow acceptable to society? Considering the extremely large parking lot
inbetween the street I live in, a seniors complex, and the grocery store, I can
only pray for those not as mobile as me.
Does owning a car automatically give you right of way?
In another instance, I was walking on an intersection that crosses the road
down to the seniors complex. Meanwhile, a Toyota truck, part of a long queue
formed to enter the plaza, suddenly stopped just before he hit me, dead centre
near his lane.
Considering I was already walking across before he even not-stopped at the four
way intersection, one can only say that he did not observe his surroundings.
We need to find a way to tell drivers that careless driving is not acceptable.
I don't just mean behaviour that's criminal.
Drivers: Please do take care where you're going. It's not just your road.
Phillip Hong, a Woodbridge resident, is a an endless tourist. Check
out the interesting experiences of his journeys on The Travelling Briefcase.