the thing about these motorcyclists

Have you ever wondered why all the cd70 and cd70 lookalike bikers are the same degree of menace on the road. I have, and I've come up with a theorem... of sorts...

I've figured its about self-esteem. Would you ever cut someone off remorselessly if you were riding a chopper? no. Would you ever run a red light when everyone is being civil and waiting their turn if you were riding a Kawasaki Ninja 650 R? no. Would you ever overtake another motorcyclist going at 30 by hogging the high speed lane while going at 32 yourself if you were riding a Harley Davidson classic Fatboy? no. NO! NO! NO!

Why you wouldn't be a meanie on the road while driving a better set of wheels is that you'd actually care what people thought of you. You'd have self esteem. You'd have respect for yourself in your own eyes; and THAT is what the cd70 walas lack. While sitting on that horrible 4-stroke engine, they feel so worthless, lives so meaningless, ride so ugly, existence so sad.

So the theorem simply clarifies that they're not bad people, they just made a bad choice when they stepped into the wrong Honda showroom.

WHAT THE FUCK?!

WHAT THE FUCK is wrong with people in this country? How did we come to this? Why is the model of our society based on screwing people over? Have you ever noticed that people actually take pleasure in screwing over people around them just for the sake of it...?

This is what i witnessed today: I was in the second lane, and this incident took place in the first, this Corolla was driving pretty slow, slow enough not to be in the first lane. Now this other Corolla came up behind the first and started honking the fuck out of his horn like he was gonna crap his pants or somethin'. Now the second Corolla guy was an asshole, I admit, but guess what the first one does? He bloody slams on his brakes and the second slams into the back of the first one. What the fuck was THAT? These two weren't even drivers (chauffers), they actually looked like sane, God fearing individuals. Thank goodness i was moving too fast to witness the end of that debacle!

And yesterday. I was parked in the Liberty U, and actually properly parked (thank my lucky stars!). Anyway, the car to my right started backing out- oh, and for those of you who aren't familiar with the parking situation in Liberty, its a complete buttcrack!; double parking and all that shit- and a car, two cars to the right started backing out. This driver dude was parked behind the car to my right, so he moved his car a little ahead to let the car on my right back out. Now driver dudes who bring the mem sahibs to Liberty really love to properly park their cars, sit in the shit position on the parapet wall of the Liberty walkway and scratch their balls. So like every other ball scratching driver, the one moving his car was eager for the chance to give his a little scratch. Now as he moved his car forward, the car two spaces to my right started to back out, he was very stuck, and irritated, because if he'd waited those few moments of time, he could've parked where the second car was backing out. Anyway, he backed up to let the second car out, but because of his lapse of concentration due to his itching whatever, this other ball scratcher quickly parked in the place of the second. Well he still had the spot the first car vacated but no! this asswipe in a Lancer honks the living shit out of all of us and parks his car in the spot to my right. WHY screw over the poor driver dude? whose only wish in life was to sit on that parapet and have a little public scratch...

Somehow, we've degenerated into that annoying little kid from the simpsons, the pinnacle of whose life is to have a good "HA HA!" at some poor bastard. All I'm waiting for is for us to turn yellow any moment now...