I was thinking about the way I ride now, versus the way I used to ride. And this occurred to me. In the past I have been cut off, almost hit, verbally abused, etc. In the past, I have chased down those cagers and given them a piece of my mind. It has only turned out well once. I posted this on another forum, but there was one time a woman ran a stop sign. Almost hit me. I didn't even follow her, but ended up behind her a few minutes later. So I pulled up to her window to explain that she could have hurt me. Two big dogs in the back. She starts screaming and then I hear, "Officer...Officer...help, this man is harassing me!" Crap. Turn around and there is a cop car blocking both of us. I explained, gave my liscence. I could see the computer in the cop car and maybe one or two lines of text came up. The cop told me to have a nice day. Right as I was pulling away, I see them run her card and the computer lit up like a GD slot machine. I went to get lunch a few minutes later and she was in cuffs and her dogs were waiting on animal control (I assume). Funny story. BUT. She could have thrown hot coffee in my face. She could have shot me. I could have gone to jail.
At the very best the cager will just say you were in the wrong and you end up feeling worse. Food for thought. I still get the urge, but now I just shake my head and ride on.
"In a car you're always in a compartment, and because you're used to it you don't realize that through that car window everything you see is just more TV." R. Pirsig
Soon, we ride.
AKA JD Mader or you can call me "Dan" just not early for dinner.
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2008 KLR 650
RIP DM - Soon, we ride.