To Rubberneckers, With Love
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This is for the rubbernecker. The individual who we can count on to always make the irrational decision. The gifted member of society who voluntarily goes out of his/her way to make the rest of our lives miserable. The person whose fascination with other people’s business will likely get them into an accident of their choice. This is for you, humble citizen of utter selfishness.
I never understood rubbernecking. People love accusing others of being nosy, but desiring to take part in an accident scene like it’s a miracle in action is just nonsense. I wonder how those accident victims feel when they see traffic coming to a standstill to take part in making them feel even more miserable. Just for future reference, I may keep a stash of small rocks in my trunk. In the event of an accident, I’ll make the necessary phone calls, and if I witness anyone holding up traffic, their windshields will be laden with tiny cracks. It will be glorious. 
But seriously, it’s just another example of how the masses can be so incredibly ignorant together. One person starts it. Then a group of drivers becomes curious. And soon after, a nice little traffic jam has emerged from an accident. To make matters worse, this “phenomenon” can also result in more accidents.
Anyways, that’s the end of my rant. My accolades and sincere sympathy go out to you, rubbernecker, for your continued efforts in making the rest of driving-society a living nightmare. Fear not, you have been noticed; however, for better or worse, you are in the crosshair of many “normal” drivers’ middle fingers and other obscene gestures as they drive by and laugh at your existence. Go out, get a life, and as parody off a fellow blogger’s tagline: “Learn to drive, jerk.”
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Published: 3 years, 5 months ago
Most everyone loves a train wreck. The chance to see a brush with death without actually having to go through it ourselves. It’s too good not to look. But rubberneckers give us “quick glancers” a bad name. I’ll briefly glance over at an accident but rubberneckers actually glare and slow down to a crawl. And they defend their speed with “well, I wanted to go slow so I didn’t crash myself”.
You can also blame news programs for making us enthralled with the morbid. It’s pretty much all they cover.
Published: 3 years, 5 months ago
The other day I was driving down our beloved Highway 6 and saw a massive plume of smoke rising from a neighborhood to my left. I slowed down to a dangerous speed and rubbernecked my eyeballs out. The sight struck me dumb as I slowly weaved in and out of my lane. I wondered why the fire had gotten to such a great size and why I heard no sirens and saw no firetrucks. I decided it might be a good idea to call for help just in case no one else had. It turns out that the fire had not been reported. Within two minutes after my phone call, tops, I heard sirens. I can only imagine that a phone call from a concerned rubbernecker a few minutes earlier would have saved much grief and heartache, but people are just too decent to be nosy these days. I guess it’s just another example of how the masses can be so incredibly ignorant together.
=) Hi Rishi! I miss seeing and chatting with you. Why have you left me to be an insomniac all by my lonesome? We should catch up =) Your rants intrigue me to no end. =) Oh, and I mean this post with all politeness and sincerity. =) (Hm, there are a lot of smileys in here =) )
Jeannie