You might consult your calendar and see what appointments

It’s said that some people ‘change’ when they get behind the wheel of a car.. There is an alternative, and I’m taking it. I’m not going to let the car have its own way and steer me wherever it wants to go. I’m thinking that maybe you’ll be doing something this week that will move you on, will get you closer to where you want to be in life. Later, chastened, they park their vehicle and revert to the innocuous members of society they have always been. It’s not that difficult, it just needs thinking in a different way.

They’re going to fiddle their Income Tax return and cross the road rather than donate to the homeless guy. Darn little. After all, if you were getting into your car this morning and I asked you where you were going, you’d probably be able to answer. Okay, their behaviour on the road is pretty awful, but what else have they got in life? What if they haven’t got a proper job, and finance their car with theft and petty crime? What if they’re still living at home with their parents, too broke to move out?

What if they’re in training, paid a pittance with a promise of promotion way off, somewhere far, far down the line? Well then, they’ve got nothing going for them.The other alternative is that the road villain is a bully all the time. We can live a life of ‘quiet desperation’ and try and compensate by taking out our worries and fears on the open road, or we can take charge of our lives. Well, that’s me.

The plain fact is that nothing much is working in their lives, and the highway is the only place they truly feel they can express themselves. Hammering the engine, jamming the pedals, racing the revs, they transform into their mad vision of a Formula One racing driver, and weave and dodge all over the road. The next time one of these thugs cuts in front of you or races past you on a dangerous bend, think about it: that’s the best feeling they’re going to have all day. You may imagine I’m thinking of bored, middle aged people here, but the same holds true for the youngsters, the so-called ‘boy racers’. Then, we won’t have to threaten other people with death and destruction from our badly handled motor vehicles, because we have an inner core of peace and quiet satisfaction that things are, in fact, going our way. You know where you’re going.

It might be commuting to work, or taking the kids to school, or doing a bit of shopping. Then they’re going to struggle to maintain a relationship, given their innate selfishness. The person who slams their car all over the road, is then going to park in the Disabled parking space even though they aren’t entitled to it, and rush into the office and shout at a few employees. That’s my choice, my responsibility. Hey, do you wannna be that guy? Okay, he got in front of you in the traffic queue and was speeding in a built-up area, but again, what’s he got going for him? Not much. One is that the hidden qualities of rage and anger are caused by frustrations in life. If I end up retired and in a Nursing Home, flat broke and dependent on handouts, then it will be because of the decisions I’m making right now. I’m a writer and I would say that, wouldn’t I? Of course there are other things, more personal.There are two alternatives.But if those mad drivers on the road aren’t impressing as they seek to be, the question for every one of us remains: what kind of a driver do we want to be? The choice is clear.

You might consult your calendar and see what appointments you’ve arranged. What will we be like in a year’s time? I can tell you this: I’m going to get behind the wheel and start working on that, I’m not just going to let it happen. To me, that viton o ring Suppliers sounds like something better, something to aim for, to be the same sort of driver as the person you are in real life, to be consistent. Some mild mannered souls can suddenly get irritable and aggressive, taking their inner rage out on other road users. All the rest is mundanity and frustration. That’s true. But to do that, then we have to get behind the wheel of our lives, not just the steering wheel of our cars.