In our civilized society, I find it really interesting how brutal people can be on the streets when they're driving. People seem to find power in their vehicle; a machine that allows them to have greater speed, power, and quote on quote SIZE (hummers must be VERY arrogant). Anyways, I think that I'm somebody who is fairly nice. But even when I'm driving if someone in front of me is driving too slowly, my rage meter starts going up and I feel compelled to honk or yell at them. It's like youtubing and flaming. Its like our inner barbarian is coming out.
However when i drive past them, to get a good look of course, i suddenly see an old man, or a family, or rather... a classmate, a human being. It makes me remember that they are human, and in other situations outside the street, we would be friends or at least, cordial to each other.
We just have to remember to let it go; if someone pisses you off on the street, don't seek vengeance. The one who stops the violence stops the war.
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