We Americans always seem to be in a hurry. It’s on the highways with someone who thinks they’re a lower level James Bond coming flying by me, weaving from lane to lane. Looking for divine retribution, I hope to see them in a ditch, unhurt but ego bruised a few miles down the road. I even saw this unwelcome impatience in a department store in Florida among older people as they went up and down the aisles like snow-plows, looks of grim annoyance on their faces that said clearly, “I earned this. In thirty years, you can push people out of the way too.” Continue reading “USA – Get Out of Our Way”
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