People,

So, I know I'm opinionated, and everyone is certainly entitled to agree or disagree with me as they see fit. However, on a couple issues I just think I am stone cold indisputably right beyond a shadow of a doubt certain guaranteed correct. One of those issues in aggressive driving. It's bad.

I mean, it's bad and unnecessary no matter what, but it's especially bad when you're on a motorcycle and are the recipient of an aggressive, just on the edge of road rage, huge asshole. Here's an example.

This morning I was driving my new bike to work. Yes, folks, new bike. More on that later. Anyway, I was just scooting along, getting used to the increased power, different braking system and extra weight when I can to a stoplight. Now, the light was green as I approached but then turned yellow. I was afraid to try and stop really fast, so I coasted through the light just as it turned red. Obnoxious? Yes. Dangerous? Not really. Annoying to other drivers? A little. Annoying to an asshole aggressive dickhead? Very much so.

So as I made my way through the intersection the aforemention Asshole peels out and lays on the horn at me. I was thoroughly confused, but figured it wasn't a big deal. Then Asshole gets right on my fender and stays on the horn all the way to the next light, where he pulls up next to me and stays on the horn while giving me the finger. I really didn't know what to do. I didn't want to antagonize him for fear that he would get out and want to fight, or stab or shoot me, but I also didn't want to totally ignore him for fear of the exact same thing. So I looked at him and shrugged an apology for my non-transgression. This didn't sit well with him at all and he got even madder.

When the light changed I did not move, nor did he. I think he wanted me to pull out so he could ride my ass again. I wasn't having it and sat there like a stone until he finally gave up and peeled out again.

That, my friends, is an Asshole. Just for everyone's information, he is a twentyish, slightly bearded white guy who dresses kinda city-hip hop. He drives a black, 1980's era Mustang with the MASS plate 52K P12. If you see him, honk for me, because he is an Asshole.

In general, this kind of stuff just really bothers me. Why does anyone need to act like that? Did he really think he was teaching me a lesson, like I was going to go "Hmmm, after a solid minute of being physically threated and honked at, I guess I really should think about my reactions at red lights and how my slight discourtesy might affect other drivers"? And yes, maybe he was having a bad morning. But had he hit me and made me crash and hurt myself I guarantee his morning would have been A LOT worse.

All I'm saying is that everyone needs to relax a bit. Especially you 52K P12 because you, my friend, are an A-hole.