Road Rage Remedies
Byline: Robert Charles, SPECIAL TO THE WASHINGTON TIMES
Whatever happened to the Sunday drive, the musing sort of amble that let people ponder big and little things at ease, drifting along in tolerable traffic?
Highway statistics and some grisly recent incidents imply that, from Washington to California, we have yet to outgrow our "road rage" problem. Angry drivers, late to work on jammed roads, riled by poor cell phone reception, high gas prices, summer heat or mouthy bumper stickers - never mind the stresses of terrorism, war and no outlet in a nonelection year - are getting crazy. The upshot is a noticeable absence of down-home civility in the galloping, cantering and trotting lanes. Something must be done.
Our Beltways have adopted, it seems, a brutal hybrid of congressional and beer hall manners. We watch as drivers filibuster by lane blocking, suspend old rules like not passing on the right, using blinkers for lane changes, allowing a fellow driver into one's lane - all in favor of becoming part of a high-stakes video game. Points for passing, no concern for crashes.
Too often, we have graduated from feeling guilty about the depersonalization of fellow drivers, and burst into the realm of frolicking in the freeway free-for-all. The results are never good.
Ratcheting up of this form of Russian roulette is bound to end poorly. Accordingly, perhaps it is time for the counter-rage campaign - road love.
We could start with a "smile, don't curse" line of bumper stickers, add finger puppets for those prone to be digitally active, install random speed bumps on emotional stretches and issue a set of window signs that consciously tame tensions, you know, like "Have a Nice Rush Hour," "Follow Me, I'm Listening to Classical," "Whatever Your View, That's Mine," "I Brake For Everything," and "Who Painted These Lines Anyhow? …