Yeah? So?
Any monkey can pass the written test and the road test, and then that car becomes a LETHAL WEAPON.
Wheeeee, me drivin' to da beach, mon! Wheeeee, hey wife and kids, see how fast Daddy is drivin' to da water park! Like to see me hit 100? Si? Si! Hee hee!
Anyone tell the monkey to NOT drive 100mph on a fucking highway? Not when he's got da wife and kiddies screaming happily as he races along.
The three idiots racing to the water park and the beach? No great loss.
But look in the lower left corner.
That guy was, WAS, an intelligent, useful citizen. He worked in Governor Cuomo's office. He had a bright future. He was not a monkey. He got killed. A STUPID person killed a SMART person. We do not have enough SMART people.
The woman next to him? She was his fiance. They were going to be married. And, yes, on FARCEBOOK his and her friends and relatives can do nothing more than post their grief and read "nice comments" from sympathetic people.
You think any joyriding monkeys will see the headlines and think twice about driving recklessly? Not even if they were reading the story in a Spanish language newspaper, amigo.
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