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Driving
in my Shoes
I just spent
the last hour haring around town trying to get
things sorted out for my holidays. Money, contact
lenses and odour eaters all had to be arranged
before I could take, in a carefree manner, to
the friendly skies. It irritated my immensely
to have people dawdling haphazardly on the streets
as I sped along on my focused mission. I
began to wonder at one point what the world would
be like if everybody drove as the walked.
Probably a lot like Cairo actually.
It all came to a head when I was "driving"
along grafton street as fast as my feet would
carry me with a line of bin bags to my right,
funneling me in a particular direction.
There was a rather large woman approaching me.
Another woman who was driving behind me decided
to overtake and her sudden emergence caused the
approaching big woman to swerve into me.
I was tempted to roll down my spectacles and shout
"Hey! What are you trying to do?
Get me killed?". But I said nothing
and she swerved along unpreturbed.
If you think about it, some people are complete
road hogs. They are magnetically attracted
to the wall by the side of the pavement and will
stick to it come hell or high water. Or
an opposing vehicle. Such is their doggedness
that they will often prefer to come to a complete
halt that move out of the way to let somebody
pass. There they will stand revving their
feet and flashing their eye-lights in an attempt
to scare the opposition out of their way.
If in the rare event that they are diverted from
their wall-clinging route, they will immediately
veer back to regain its guidance. I remember
seeing one driver round a corner in the face of
intense oncoming traffic. Rather than stick
to the lane that was closest to him, he drove
in a huge arc across the opposing traffic to get
to the wall and caused chaos in the streets.
He nearly caused a pile up and people just barely
stopped short of making angry V signs at him.
Then of course there are the lunatics that walk
with their eyes down. I mean it makes about
as much sense as driving in the dark with no headlights.
These people see nothing more of a fellow pedestrian
than his shoes which makes evasive maneuvering
tremendously difficult. In fact, if it wasn't
for responsible drivers like myself and Donocha
O'Duilleann, there would be constant pile-ups
of body wreckage on all the pedestrian streets
of Dublin. And where do these buskers and
showpeople get off when the start performing right
in the middle of the road? It causes such
an obstruction, especially when the crowd of rubber-neckers
builds up around them, that I waste about 2 mars
bars worth of fuel driving around them.
Today I witnessed a horrible accident.
I could see it coming. There was a young
pup of a joy rider driving with his arms all over
the place and swerving wildly to show off to his
friends. And old couple came tottering towards
him, minding their own business. The young
mad man smacked straight into the old guy's shoulder
and caused him to spin through 180 degrees.
The wife was unhurt because she was wearing her
belt. The old guy fumed at the young fella
who said nothing more than an insincere sorry
and then went on his way. I'd say the old
guy was sorry he wasn't installed with antilock
brakes or side impact bars or heat seeking missiles.
If you wont believe me you can go back to look
at the skid marks left by the leather of respectable
shoes and the plastic of Air Max runners.
So I think its about time we policed our streets
with a view to imposing order on the chaos of
walking. There should be a dual carriageway
system, with an overtaking lane and roundabouts.
There should fly-overs and fly-unders to allow
people to get off it they want to head into a
shop. Speeding tickets and a points based
penalty system should be introduced and constant
offenders should be put off the pavement and made
drive in their cars. There should be zebra
crossings where pedestrians are forced to give
way to motorised vehicles and double-parking,
the most ignorant of offenses, should be outlawed
and enforced with zero tolerance. I think
feet-clamping, or toe-ing the offender away should
be a lot to eradicate the problem. Come
on, make your voice heard, and ensure that our
streets are safe and pleasant to walk on.
And it could lead to a whole new line of "driving"
related songs:
- "Keep the trotters running, get out on
the highway"
- "Working at the foot-spa"
- "Get outta my dreams, get into my shoe"
I'm sure there are many, many more but right
I must take my leave and drive off into the sunset,
with no particular place to go.
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