ROAD WORRIER

by Ann Arkey

I say it's high time we did something about handicapped access to our freeways. We have the Slow-Lane, the Passing-Lane and the Car-Pool-Lane. I say it's time we added an Idiot-Lane. I think the tax-paying commuters will back me on this one. A nice wide lane with those cement barricades on either side of it. I haven't figured out a way to keep the idiots from stopping at the end of an on-ramp yet. Once they're on the highway though, we're relatively safe from them. Just think, a lane all to their own where the cognitively-impaired can read or put on make-up while they drive. Where they can drive too slow all day long with a dog on their lap and their turn signals on while they play with the kids in the back seat. A place for those special people who drive around with almost-flat tires and their jacket, skirt, or one half of their seatbelt hanging out of the bottom of their car door while they tailgate the car in front of them with their high-beams on. They could be issued special license plates and confined to the `Tard-Lane. The great thing about this thing is; there are no off-ramps! That's right, they can get on the Idiot-Lane but they can't get off. Maybe they should also get a ticket for being too stupid, even while driving in the Idiot-Lane. Sooner or latter we'll all be driving where the idiots are not driving. Unless of course we make more.


Way Out West © 1993 Martin Scherer. E-mail: mscherer@tesserak.net