When I was still living in Montana, I lived on the end of the block and at an uncontrolled intersection one block over from a one-way street. People would drive 40, 50 mph down a residential street and there are about six accidents at that intersection a year. One time I heard a godawful crash and came outside to see some green Jetta cuddling with the neighbor's lilac bushes and some college girl next to a dinged-up truck looking very scared but okay. The Jetta, it turned out, was going 50+ and the 56-year-old woman driving it wasn't wearing her seat belt. I thought she was the PASSENGER, because that's where she was sitting when I ran up to the car. She ate the steering wheel, broke a leg, broke her arm, and had a gash on her neck.
A mother and her kid were passing by as she was being loaded into the ambulance. I pointed the woman out, pointed out the Jetta hubcap laying about 40 yards away, looked at the kid and said 'That's what happens when you don't wear your seat belt.' Kid's eyes got to the size of dinner plates. Mom approved of my statement. She also approved of when I said the lady in the Jetta got what was coming to her.
I have zero sympathy for people who drive their cars like they're a murder weapon waiting for a victim.
Having almost been killed by a drunk driver, I don't have much sympathy for them either...
But, honey, I hate to say this...you weren't there...
You didn't see a 20 year old kid looking like a corpse in the front seat of a car...and have to sit there and think "my gods...what if I were the mom getting a call at 2:25 in the morning telling me that my son is dead or near dead"?
No...I hope he lives. I hope he lives and learns from this. If you're dead, you don't learn better. If you're dead...the story is over and you don't get to do better.
I hope he lives...I hope he has to learn from the consequences of his actions.
I certainly have compassion enough in my heart to hope he doesn't die of his own stupidity. And I hope his mother isn't crying right now over the loss of her son...that's a pain I couldn't take and I don't wish that on anyone in the world.
Having been affected many years ago by the accident you talked about, I would probably have checked on the other people involved in the accident first before bothering with the druken driver. Even then, I may well have punched him in the face before rendering aid. (Well, probably not, but I'd have had a HUGE urge to so so.)
I have not one ounce of sympathy for anyone who climbs behind a wheel after drinking. None at all. I hope he lives too; I hope he lives so he can spend time in jail and be forced to face the negative way in which he changed his victim's lives. (Yes, they are victims, victims of his stupidity.)
The only sorrow I would feel about his passing would be because he got off too lightly. Being a parent, I sympathize with how his mother might feel getting a call in the middle of the night. But I know what I am (and plan) on teaching my daughter and if I ever get a call like that then I will know that I did all I could to help her make the right decision but that ultimately it was truely her own decision (however stupid it might be).
Grrrrrrrr. Drunk drivers enrage me and I would certinly make penalties even more severe than they all ready are if I were in a postition to do so. No, I have no sympathy at all for such idiots, abounding love and all.
When I was still living in Montana, I lived on the end of the block and at an uncontrolled intersection one block over from a one-way street. People would drive 40, 50 mph down a residential street and there are about six accidents at that intersection a year. One time I heard a godawful crash and came outside to see some green Jetta cuddling with the neighbor's lilac bushes and some college girl next to a dinged-up truck looking very scared but okay. The Jetta, it turned out, was going 50+ and the 56-year-old woman driving it wasn't wearing her seat belt. I thought she was the PASSENGER, because that's where she was sitting when I ran up to the car. She ate the steering wheel, broke a leg, broke her arm, and had a gash on her neck.
A mother and her kid were passing by as she was being loaded into the ambulance. I pointed the woman out, pointed out the Jetta hubcap laying about 40 yards away, looked at the kid and said 'That's what happens when you don't wear your seat belt.' Kid's eyes got to the size of dinner plates. Mom approved of my statement. She also approved of when I said the lady in the Jetta got what was coming to her.
I have zero sympathy for people who drive their cars like they're a murder weapon waiting for a victim.
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Having almost been killed by a drunk driver, I don't have much sympathy for them either...
But, honey, I hate to say this...you weren't there...
You didn't see a 20 year old kid looking like a corpse in the front seat of a car...and have to sit there and think "my gods...what if I were the mom getting a call at 2:25 in the morning telling me that my son is dead or near dead"?
No...I hope he lives. I hope he lives and learns from this. If you're dead, you don't learn better. If you're dead...the story is over and you don't get to do better.
I hope he lives...I hope he has to learn from the consequences of his actions.
I certainly have compassion enough in my heart to hope he doesn't die of his own stupidity. And I hope his mother isn't crying right now over the loss of her son...that's a pain I couldn't take and I don't wish that on anyone in the world.
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Having been affected many years ago by the accident you talked about, I would probably have checked on the other people involved in the accident first before bothering with the druken driver. Even then, I may well have punched him in the face before rendering aid. (Well, probably not, but I'd have had a HUGE urge to so so.)
I have not one ounce of sympathy for anyone who climbs behind a wheel after drinking. None at all. I hope he lives too; I hope he lives so he can spend time in jail and be forced to face the negative way in which he changed his victim's lives. (Yes, they are victims, victims of his stupidity.)
The only sorrow I would feel about his passing would be because he got off too lightly. Being a parent, I sympathize with how his mother might feel getting a call in the middle of the night. But I know what I am (and plan) on teaching my daughter and if I ever get a call like that then I will know that I did all I could to help her make the right decision but that ultimately it was truely her own decision (however stupid it might be).
Grrrrrrrr. Drunk drivers enrage me and I would certinly make penalties even more severe than they all ready are if I were in a postition to do so. No, I have no sympathy at all for such idiots, abounding love and all.
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