Friday June 15, 2012

I have been told that as I've grown older I fixate on more things to the chagrin of those close to me. I'm particularly guilty of fixating while driving. When I lived in Washington, D.C. I fixated on burned out streetlights. I actually took to carrying a note pad to jot their location for a call to public works. When I moved to Manhattan I fixated on street parking and those rude people who took up space that could have fit another car.

Now in the Berkshires I fixate on the number of people who think it optional to use turn signals. Recently I actually counted 100 cases where use of a turn signal was both warranted and the law and found only 21 drivers who actually bothered to tell me their intentions. Some cases were relatively minor but others involved coming up behind someone and wondering if I should swerve right or left.

I know that in the scope of the world this is a small matter -- just look at Syria. But considering the "broken window" syndrome, when society tolerates minor anti-social behavior it is evidence of a society with less and less consideration for each other.

I hope that we will think more about the other driver and everyone we interact with for that matter. For me, I'm behind you and I'm fixating.

PAUL GIROUX

Great Barrington


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