Tuesday, 13 October 2009

Super Powers

A long time ago, I was engaged in one of those esoteric, philosophical debates typical of young males.  What would you do if you won the lottery?  What would your 3 wishes from a genie be?  Who would win in a fight, Superman or Iron Man?  And this would usually lead to the question at hand: If you could have any super power, what would it be?

The answer to that question has changed over the years.  From age 6 to 12 it was the ability to fly, no question.  From 13 to 17, invisibility (perv).  But at the age of 18 I had settled on the one and only super power I would want, given the opportunity.  If I could do ANYTHING, I would want the ability to inflict flat tires on other people through sheer will.

Yup.  Every time some asshole tries to sneak a left turn in front of somebody else’s green light, every jackass that runs to the end of a merging lane instead of getting in line with everybody else, the previously described antics of certain nit wits in passing lanes, BOOM!  Instant retribution.  With the snap of my fingers, I ruin their day without actually physically harming anybody.

I am a dreamer and I dream of a world where people rigidly obey the rules of the road and display every courtesy possible to fellow drivers for fear of having to pull out that jack and spare tire….

I think I need to take a break from these weekend drives.

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