For more than twenty years I have been driving cars around on roads, legally. Today marks one of the very few “firsts” I have left to experience in a vehicle, while on the road. I’m still not sure how I feel about the whole thing.
I’m talking, of course, about metered merging on the on ramps.
I sat in line, waited my turn at the flashy light and sped off to join the enormous zipper of cars stretching up the highway. Except I couldn’t help and reflect, as I waited patiently, we mighty humans need a flashy light…don’t ants do this sort of thing without fancy lights?
I’m taking it as a biblical sign that the end is near. You know the line? “…And the meek shall inherit the earth…”