I am one of those annoying runners who actually prefers running
outdoors instead of indoors on a treadmill. I’m a transplant from
Seattle who loves living in Burbank. I enjoy the small-town feel, and
the sunshine has made a true convert of me. But I’m writing about
something that isn’t so great about Burbank: I’m sad to say that I
have noticed a definite growth in aggressive driving on our streets.
Recently, while I was running, I was nearly hit twice. Both times,
I had already stepped into the intersection, but my decision to take
my pedestrian right-of-way angered drivers on two occasions. Their
angry responses, both times, was to stomp on the gas pedal, gunning
their engines and rushing toward me behind the wheels of their lethal
I had the right of way, as all pedestrians in intersections do.
Yes, I could have yielded it, but chose not to because I was running
and didn’t want to lose my momentum. I understand how these drivers
were irritated with my decision, but I have to ask, do they realize
they were threatening me with my life?
It’s a really stupid game if you think about it. If you win, I’m
dead. All I had to do was accidentally trip and fall, and you
wouldn’t have been able to contain your forward momentum. Will you
like living with the thought that you won the game even though you
murdered someone? First, you’ll go to prison. And, if you believe in
heaven, there’ll be no such reward for you if you kill someone.
I’m writing to ask my fellow citizens to please drive with a
conscience. We mustn’t allow the anonymous quality of being inside
several tons of metal to remove our sense of humanity. A little
patience isn’t so difficult to muster. Just imagine some other driver
getting irritated with your husband, wife or child and running them
over in an intersection. People, we are human beings in cars, not