Share The Road.

I came damn near to hitting a bunch of morons on campus because they were walking ON the road, OFF the sidewalk, at NIGHT, wearing DARK clothes. I blew my horn and swore are the morons, but they didn't get the message. Maybe it was a suicide attempt.

The road is for motor vehicles, brainless fucks, now stay off it. Gas is bad enough without me having to slow down and speed right up to get around your ego bubble.

I have similar feelings about the Amish. There comes a point where your little traditions are so incredibly inconvenient, and in some instances, dangerous, to everyone else that it's a real problem.

Most of the times these people are courteous. Amish wait for a long train of cars to go by, bikers/walkers move way off to the side so I can get around, etc. It's the assholes who think they are better than everyone else for walking or biking that won't move aside because of their principles, or the Amish who are sure to just careen right out into the street in front of a speeding vehicle because of their cute little principles that piss me off and give all-around bad feelings towards the people that excercise their traditions/hobbies/travel methods in a polite way.

Jam it back in, in the dark.