The elderly population is explosive here, not just in their numbers but in their attitudes, toward those younger and in the sometimes crotchety way they navigate through life. Many [younger] people complain about their driving. "They think they own the road," they say, or "why doesn't that old geezer move," or "oh, look at her/him, they can't even see over the wheel!!" . It's also common to hear people complain that older drivers are wickedly impatient in their retorts and they are basically incompetent nimwits behind the wheel.
I was thinking, perhaps because they've been on the planet the longest, they are simply seeking a position; they need to feel treasured and respected in society and perhaps they seek a little attention in their vacant, lonely lives. Unfortunately, many do not treasure them, or respect them in our society [therefore; this will apply, one day, to each of us]. I wonder if the road gives them a place, in their heavy cars, to put themselves first, at all cost. They may grow impatient with those of us who want to more more quickly from point A to point B because they carry the knowledge, ever pressing upon them, that their lives could be completed in mere seconds; their trying to make what's left last (lol). Most older folks experience not only the anquish of this knowledge that their life is becoming shorter and shorter very quickly but many have physical pain as well. It could be that there are far too many prescribed painkillers on the road. Side effects are: irritability and slow reaction times...hmmm.
A Quiet Book for Samuel
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