To the editor:
Canada and perhaps even global society should ignite a resounding honk of driving approval to West Kelowna for traffic enforcement measures that, prayerfully, would spark a nationwide and even wider revolution in forcibly retracting far too many speeding drivers’ feet off the gasoline pedal.
So, too, honk loudly praising West Kelowna resident Ron Barnard’s letter happily endorsing West Kelowna council’s action of seven months beefing up RCMP enforcement on speeders resulting in issuance of hundreds of violation tickets (Nabbing Speeders Overdue, Aug. 26 Capital News).
Wow! Sure would be great if the slowdown could speed (only influentially, of course) across the bridge to Kelowna, especially, and anywhere worldwide where lead-footed drivers uncaringly pooh-pooh accusations they may just be contributing to accelerating nervous breakdowns to pedestrians and bicyclists crossing legally even in button-lighted crosswalks.
Oh well, why should speeders care if pedestrians and cyclists even become an endangered species, especially those elderly of slow or crippled gait? After all, isn’t saving a millisecond of precious driving time far more important?
Anyone observing Kelowna’s maniacal speedway circus objectively must concede the urgency of a super-sized overhaul of driver attitudes generally toward respectful responsibility—a sharp U-turn from the seemingly more prevalent world-revolves-around-me mentality.
Everyone, in fact, could thrive more harmoniously and healthfully were such words as “frantic,” “hurried,” and the like abolished from our dictionaries, motoring behaviour and lifestyles.
No, I’m not “the pot calling the kettle black” even if I’m a 77-year-old Detroit-born Canadian proud of Henry Ford’s and Motown’s contribution of putting the world on wheels.
But, a motor car isn’t a free ticket to free-wheeling insanity. Not having driven for several years, and now as a much-travelled daily pedestrian, cyclist, and bus rider, that’s the overall picture I see enlarging around Kelowna. As a friend wisely suggests, perhaps road and highway safety could benefit enormously from a hefty increase in construction of speed bumps on major thoroughfares.
Who knows, could even pump some sense into those infantile jerks so peevish as to gun their gas pedals, roaring off exasperated because they had agonizingly awaited an unbearable 15 seconds for a pedestrian in a lighted crosswalk!
For them, this healthy advice—save yourself, ultimately, from perhaps a heart attack, or ulcers, or any number of other nerve-wrecking ailments. T-a-a-a-a- k-k-k-e-e-e a deep, deep, deep breath and e-x-x-x-h-a-a-ale ever so s-l-l-l-ow-l-l-ly. And go walking frequently admiring God’s wondrous world. Pause, and smell the rose.