If you see stupid, do you recognize it as stupid and call it such or do you just go on your way ranting to yourself? Yeah, me too.
Is there a new fad going on that I’m oblivious to?
Don’t answer that. Let me clarify first.
Is there some new fad involving burned out tail lights on cars, truck, trailers and anything else that should have operational taillights?
If not, then I want to be the first to report this new fad. I don’t know if it’s an attempt at saving energy, or just plain stupidity. You decide. I remain, as always, totally confused.
I travel the roads, on a daily basis, mostly in the wee hours of the morning before any sane person would be awake, much less on the road. The road I travel is not a city street with nice lights on every block. I drive the highway. The dark highway, with very few devices that provide light.
In the past three days I have witnessed the same thing. Twice. By different drivers on different vehicles.
First it was that huge boat, on the trailer, behind a truck. The truck had lights on the back to alert drivers to the fact that he was on the road, in the dark, in front of them. The trailer had no such lights. But, you have to give the driver of the truck credit. He was watching in his rear view mirrors and when a vehicle was close enough not to see the boat and trailer, he would tap or ride his brakes to enlighten the approaching driver. He would do this time and time again until he was sure that the approaching driver would not run head first into the boat and trailer.
You gotta respect drivers with such kindness in their heart, and wish for a brain in their head.
I was almost in the boat by the time I saw the brake lights on the truck.
Yesterday I approached a car, again with no tail lights. Same scenario. When the driver of the invisible car saw a vehicle approaching from the rear, said driver would tap or ride their brakes until they felt certain they had been seen and would not be rear ended. Which by the way, in the state of Florida, would have been the fault of the rear ending driver, me in this case, even though I could not see the car without the tail lights. Doesn’t matter what the reason is, in the state of Florida if you hit someone from the rear, it’s your fault. Oh, and try to prove the tail lights were defective before you rendered them totally smashed.
When I learned to drive I was taught that the equipment on the car should be inspected before driving the vehicle. That was part of the responsibility that went with driving.
I was also taught to never, ever, ride the brake. This supposedly confuses people as to what you are about to do.
Trust me. I would have been totally confused had I ended up in the boat. I would also have been furious, irate, and mad as hell. Then to get a ticket on top of that would have made me livid and a veritable one woman cursing show.
I would like to know where these drivers learned to drive.
I would venture to say they are travelling early in the morning, not because they have to, but because they think they are safer under the cover of darkness.
Duh? I guess they don’t know that it’s a lot easier to be seen in the daylight. Especially when you have no tail lights on your vehicle.
I’m not sure what the price of a tail light bulb is, but I would guess it’s a lot less than what it would cost if you were rear ended by someone who did not see you as they approached you from behind. $10 would probably pay for the bulbs for both sides of the car. A small price I think to keep yourself safe.
To top this off, the road the idiots and I were on is normally patrolled by law enforcement officials looking for speeders. Not one could be found on either of these days.
So these tail-light-less idiots cruised on their merry ways, not quite oblivious to the problems they created.
Come on people. Get with the program and get some lights on the back of your car! Lights that actually work.
I would like to thank them for their kindness in riding their brakes to ensure they were seen. I would then like to offer them a free lobotomy. Never mind. They have no brains to be lobotomized.
From the life and mind of:
Wanda M. Argersinger
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