Ever have one of those days where everything just seems to piss you off? Well, today I did, again. Well it seems to happen about twice a week, but this is the first time I felt like writing about it.
The day started innocent enough with the traditional Sunday sleep-in. The crap started in the evening when I decided to go get some groceries at the Super Wal-mart. Wallyworld has its own way of pissing me off, but that's not today's subject. The drive is. The drive from home to Wallyworld. And then from the land of the Smileyfaced mark up to mark down marketing gimick to home.
To start with, someone on the news mentioned something in the Middle-East so all the gas stations had to raise their prices about a nickel a gallon from yesterday. I just registered my truck, so the excise tax is fresh in my mind. You know the tax they charge based on what they think your vehicle is worth so they can fix the roads? Yep, that one. I was thinking of that huge amount of money I had to pay for the privlege of beating the hell outta my truck with every pothole, rut, crack, crevise, frost heave and canyon I hit. Yep, that excise tax goes a long way to NOT fixing the roads.
What does seem to be happening is this epedemic, not of the Bird Flu, but of traffic lights. It seems that one shows up on just about every street corner. And if the that isn't good enough, they are always timed just right so you hit every red light in line. It was so bad, the news did a story on it. The City spent lots of money and time and more money. They came up with a solution. Put up MORE traffic lights! Sooner or later you will have to drive up to a green light, its like the law of large numbers!
I can guess what the authorities are thinking. If the roads are rough enough, people can't speed. But! Rough roads aren't safe, so let's put up lots of traffic lights to make people stop so frequently, they never get up to the blazing speed of the 25 mph speed limit. Between the two, should keep traffic slow enough to not need to set up speed traps, thus leaving the police with ample time to either chase down real criminals, or more likely, make sure they can enjoy that hot cup of coffee from the local donut shop without interuption.
Of course now after buying all the traffic lights, they will need to raise another tax to fix the damn roads.
The day started innocent enough with the traditional Sunday sleep-in. The crap started in the evening when I decided to go get some groceries at the Super Wal-mart. Wallyworld has its own way of pissing me off, but that's not today's subject. The drive is. The drive from home to Wallyworld. And then from the land of the Smileyfaced mark up to mark down marketing gimick to home.
To start with, someone on the news mentioned something in the Middle-East so all the gas stations had to raise their prices about a nickel a gallon from yesterday. I just registered my truck, so the excise tax is fresh in my mind. You know the tax they charge based on what they think your vehicle is worth so they can fix the roads? Yep, that one. I was thinking of that huge amount of money I had to pay for the privlege of beating the hell outta my truck with every pothole, rut, crack, crevise, frost heave and canyon I hit. Yep, that excise tax goes a long way to NOT fixing the roads.
What does seem to be happening is this epedemic, not of the Bird Flu, but of traffic lights. It seems that one shows up on just about every street corner. And if the that isn't good enough, they are always timed just right so you hit every red light in line. It was so bad, the news did a story on it. The City spent lots of money and time and more money. They came up with a solution. Put up MORE traffic lights! Sooner or later you will have to drive up to a green light, its like the law of large numbers!
I can guess what the authorities are thinking. If the roads are rough enough, people can't speed. But! Rough roads aren't safe, so let's put up lots of traffic lights to make people stop so frequently, they never get up to the blazing speed of the 25 mph speed limit. Between the two, should keep traffic slow enough to not need to set up speed traps, thus leaving the police with ample time to either chase down real criminals, or more likely, make sure they can enjoy that hot cup of coffee from the local donut shop without interuption.
Of course now after buying all the traffic lights, they will need to raise another tax to fix the damn roads.
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