Can I ask: what possesses some people to risk their lives and the lives of everyone around them?

Example: dipshit ahead of me, in the midst of a Muskoka mid-summer thunderstorm, coming down so hard you can’t see your own hood at thirty kilometres/hour, and he’s fucking tailgating the guy in front of him?

I mean, how fucking dumb can you be?

Apparently, not just dumb, suicidal, homicidal and utterly callous in regards to yourself and the people you’re putting in danger.

Fuck, man. Smarten the fuck up.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 914 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Father Lightning
Comics: Invincible 72-73, Dynamo 5: Sins Of The Father 1-2
Music: From A Basement On A Hill, Elliott Smith