Road rant -- Is it just me?

by BD Pisani - 2004 dec 08

Now that the Snowflakes (winter residents, for those of you in Okeechobee County) have returned and the predictable horde of holiday shopping Huns is systematically ransacking Little Martin, our already overtaxed thoroughfares have become a collective showcase for stupid people.

In a popular and affluent tourism-retirement-second residence area such as Little Martin, drivers from all over the United States and around the world compete to see which region's driving habits are the absolute worst and whose denizens are at the top of the bad-driving batting order.

Mind you, I do not claim to be a perfect driver, nor do I deserve angelic exemption from occasional criticism. But I'm close, damned close. Compared to the mindless gunners I experienced yesterday, I am to driving what Mother Teresa was to charitable living.

Therefore, and with the authority vested in me by me, I have compiled some helpful rules for all you hairball Dukes of Hazzard-wannabes out there (you know who you are):

I'll stop now but there is no limit. If you kept score on your own driving habits as you read the rules and compiled more than 25 points...er...well...