Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Hit and run

Some acts defy rationality. Tonight a young life in nearby High Point hangs in the balance because a driver didn't stop for a school bus. The driver didn't stop afterword either.

Maybe it was one of those days--too many things to get done, too little time. All you want to do is get to the extra stop that was added to tonight's packed schedule. But the drive home is just as bad as the day was. Cars are dawdling through the short-timed traffic lights. Every driver is an idiot, and their collective inattention accretes into a slow rolling road block. Finally, you whip around the moron who's stopped at the head of the pack. You glare back over your shoulder as you accelerate...

Maybe you and your teen buddies are rushing home from school. Everybody is pumped and trying to get into the conversation. Nobody can believe what Ted did in Chemistry class. "I know, did you see how he..." "No, and then Mr. Morris was right behind him." "And Ted was reaching for Alyson like this." "Like what?" "Like this"...

Maybe the cell phone started to ring. It always goes off while it's in your pants pocket. On the second ring, you're still fighting to get past the seat belt. On the third ring, you reach it, but it's stuck. By the fourth ring, it's out. As you flip it open, the caller hangs up. You look down to check the "missed caller" number...

Maybe the baby in the back seat is making THAT sound. You turn your head back and see her looking surprised and wearing her lunch...

Maybe it was just too hard to stay out of the bar today. You didn't feel right stumbling out, and you recognize your mistake as you're heading down the road. But if you can just keep it together for another two miles...

Maybe you saw the bus's flashing lights and stop sign but thought that there was still time to get by...

It's easy to comprehend how a tragedy unfolds when our lives and everything that happens in them is so important.

1 comment:

Bubba said...

Good post, and right on the assessment, Dave.