[Ask the Gulch] Hey! Guess what? I failed my driving test. I have had one ticket in my life and never even bumped another car. That little heifer who failed me insisted you stop in 'front' of a stop sign. Not what the State of Texas Traffic Code says.
Posted by 25n56il4 1 month, 4 weeks ago to Ask the Gulch
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Not to mention most stop signs are not positioned where you can see both left and right, after you stop for a second you end up having to poke your nose out to see if anyone is coming.
Question: was she smokin dope?...asking for a friend.
I was at the airport, pre-plandemic, awaiting my flight.
A little heifer in a blue uniform with a badge comes up to me and wants to go through my bag... "random security check."
So I move at the speed of a particle in a Bose-Einstein Condensate in terms of standing up, and providing my bag for inspection...
As the painfully-unaccomplished pudgy momma's boy looks through my bag, I silently stare into the face of the lout.
The majority of these petty little bureaucrats are of a particular species -- absent their government post, they would be unemployed.
I still maintain that if the US were really interested in security, they would A) turn security over to the individual airlines to handle and B) take copious notes from the Israelis. you'd get a way better product all around...
I agree with your advice on turning control of security over to the airline that has engaged in a contract for carriage... with implementation notes from Israelis. Of course the true purpose of the TSA is to ensure compliance among the cattle -- and to create a jobs program for soft jellied lads that would otherwise be out of work.
And don't get me started on those millimeter-wave scanning machines and their naked images. Or taking off one's shoes, etc.
As for the shoes -- every second Thursday of the month, no need to take off your shoes -- or similar nonsense... all completely arbitrary and to engender a sense of compliance among the cattle.
And if you want to see pure evil -- watch the glint in the eye of the TSA officer as they casually close down a passenger processing line... so they can take their union break. Reminds me of the behavior if Ivy Starnes, Twentieth-Century Motor Company ... Atlas Shrugged.
To whoever asked, in Texas new rules kick in at age 79. Yikes I thought it was older than that! I only have six years to go!!
I figure I got 25-30 good years of driving left in me. Will there be a free country to drive in? That's the real question.
Mom had 20/20 and was fully cognizant till her last breath. I think she didn't realize her motor skills had slowed as much as they did, and she still drove like she was 40. Fast. As I said, little bumps into the car in front of her. never even enough for an insurance claim, just enough of a warning sign she wasn't slowing down to her skill level. I think she was just as happy being chauffeured around.
My Father-in-law, Andrew, passed away at 85, he drove to the golf course three times a week and to the poker game on Friday nights till the day he passed. Andrew never had an incident, and he grew up driving in Boston traffic. He drove like it. Even taxi cabs gave way. Yet, never a ding.
There is a stanza from a James McMurty -"Fuller Brush Salesman" about his parents driving technique. Certainly applied to mine:
"Blood-stained blacktops twist up between the wheels. Before we knew it it was all too real
The voice of reason confined to the past
And all that mattered was to get there fast"
Picture this" My step father (who never had a ding or a ticket) would drive the '64 Country Squire wagon (390ci 4-bl, dual exhaust, bias ply tires) down the Maine turnpike (concrete) 85-90 mph with five kids in the back.. pulling a trailer, and getting passed by other cars... pulling their trailers. (Speed limit was, and still is, 75 in the long sections away from the cities) The concrete is long gone.
Those WWII vets never lost the need for the that adrenaline rush.
As kids we knew just how fast we were going by the speed of the thumps of the expansion joints of the concrete highway. When it sounded to sound like a drum roll, we knew we were flying.
The speedometers on most cars topped out at 120. Back then everyone wanted to "bury the needle" at least once. Used to scare the hell out of me as a little kid. I'd hide on the back seat floor. Yet in all that time, I only knew of one person my parents generation to die in a wreck. He got airborne on Middlesex Turnpike (a.k.a. Roller Coaster Road) on, what is appropriately named, "Dead Man's Curve."
Whereas the next generation had ever faster cars and as it would seem, less skill, they were getting in wrecks all the time. In those days the newspapers would show the wreckage, and the bloody bodies, on the front page, above the fold.
Look, you do not need one for driving but a proper instructor knows what the examiners want.
What caused you to have to take the test now?
Never tip your hand.
Then again, maybe Austin, Dallas, San Antonio, and Houston should be forced out of Texas.
Stop Sign Description: Stop: a Red stop sign with white letters or a yellow sign with black letters. The stop sign means come to a complete stop, yield to pedestrians or other vehicles, and then proceed carefully. Stop before the crosswalk, intersection, or stop sign. This applies to each vehicle that comes to the sign. Slowing down is not adequate.
In a different section: Wihte Stop Lines (does not mention red stop signs): White stop lines are painted across the pavement lanes at traffic signs or signals. Where these lines are present, you are required to stop behind the stop line. (emphasis mine.)
That's all I see, though my search was rather cursory.
My MIL, as I discussed above, has a small apartment in an "independent living" facility. They have a van that takes residents who don't/can't drive various places around their smallish town. Tyler, Texas is FAR removed in almost every factor, from DFW. So, her not having a car is not a problem. ME not having a car is going to be a huge problem.
I also drive a lot less but I still have to drive. I don't drive after dark in wet conditions (which can be a real pain in the winter) and I never, ever, drive on ice or snow. (of course nothing in Vegas like that for you! :-) ) After my cataract surgery, I see LESS well, not better (as was advertised to me). My husband has never liked to drive, so he lets me do it for him except after dark. I've been driving since I was 14. I got a ticket when I was 15, and not a single one since. Funny (I'm in a rambling mood - feel free to ignore....) when hubby and I were dating (early 40s) one of his "test" questions was to ask me if I had any tickets or accidents. That's because a history of tickets/accidents cost a lot of money in auto insurance, and he wanted someone who wasn't going to cost him a ton of money. Of course, I still DO cost him a bunch, just not in auto insurance!
Lenin advertised that the way to bring down a capitalist country is to destroy its money, which is what is happening right now. Its been hard for me during this last inflation (which I suspect is not over) to balance income and expenses.
Sorry yours did not turn out as advertised.