The two-ton bomb

Admittedly, America woke up on 9/11 to the rules of engagement having changed. Yes, planes were always full of jet fuel, but no one had ever used it as a bomb.
I have realized the same thing about cars. People get in them, and forget that they are, for all intents and purposes, weapons. They text, talk, eat, slap their children, apply make up, shave and even read.
I think the thing that gets the most is that everyone thinks selfishly. Their tasks are more important, they have to get to their job faster, they must go as fast as they possibly can.
Not only was I rear-ended today, I was nearly run off the road by a driver who obviously thought he was the only one on the road. However, the crowning glory for today was an Escalade Asshole, who barreled by me to enter the highway, to skip 2 traffic lights, then exited 3 exits later to by pass the fact that the highway is forced to stop by people entering the highway from the right. He ended up 4 cars ahead of me, and I just wonder if it was really worth it?
It is worth my life? Is it worth the life of a child? Is any phone conversation worth carrying the guilt of having killed someone, or in some states, distracted driving deaths are charged as manslaughter, and depending on the circumstances it can be charged as second degree murder. Is that cheeseburger worth it?
Just slow the Hell down, pay attention, and remember that the universe may be keeping you from a wreck, and rushing will only get you there faster.

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