Tragedy

     There is absolutely nothing on earth so important that we need to honk, push, hurry, pressure, swerve, force, and, possibly, kill to get there.

     The tragedy of impatience was illustrated in the Oakland Tribune’s lead story one day. A car had its right-turn indicator on at an intersection. Even though the traffic light had turned green, the car was not moving. The  impatient driver in the car directly behind this car –-who also wanted to turn right -- honked at the stationary car, then swerved around it and made his right turn.

     The stopped car had not proceeded because a child was crossing the street. The child was not visible to any but the stopped driver. The impatient driver who raced around the stopped car and made his righthand turn hit and killed the child.

     I carry this example of the fatal nature of impatience with me every single time I get in my car.

[Excerpt from "A Woman's Mind Half Naked" -- Copyright 2009 -- by Jennifer Ann Gordon. All Rights Reserved.]