forwarded to my son. Thx. hecate.

now. I'm not one to dilly dally when driving, I go to where I want to get. I never text or talk on the cell phone while driving, I don't even have an Iphone, I carry a flip phone pay as you go for emergencies. I see people constantly talking on or using their phones everywhere, at every light, on every road. It pisses me off because it is dangerous. People will have a phone stuck to their ear while they're taking a left turn right in front of you with not a thought in the world that what they're doing is wrong, and against the law in my state. Young people are definitely the worst. They will drive with their phones in their laps or propped up on the dashboard. I see people doing it and I'll give them the fingers, i.e., I'll put both hands and move my fingers like I'm texting. Everytime they know what I'm saying.

type of distraction? I'm getting old, but I remember driver education in high school and it was a big thing then, to not be looking away from the road and fiddling with the radio, or your in-dash cassette player, trying to find the song you wanted to hear. And moms were crashing their cars into others because they were turned around trying to discipline unruly kids in the backseat, or fussing with the baby. This was before kids had to be strapped down in the car, so they tended to jump around and get wild.

I used to commute an hour on the freeway in Southern California in the days before cell phones, and in slow moving traffic I'd often see people reading books and newspapers, women applying their makeup, even people changing clothes while driving. And lots of wrecks. Which caused more traffic jams and more wrecks. Pretty crazy.

People just don't get that a couple of tons of metal in motion is a dangerous weapon.

that it will have little impact.

I will watch it after my coffee. I walk and ride my bike most days. It's scary as at cross streets people are pulling out into traffic and the are not looking at the people walking or bikers. If they are texting or yakking on the phone. I bang on their car fenders or kick their tires. This makes them mad as I have startled them. I've noticed in my neighborhood that it's not young one's but yuppie women in big honking earth destroyer tanks that are the most oblivious to humans and other cars.

They seem insulated from the world their driving through and resentful of both bikes and people. The young one's here are texting and talking on foot and on bikes mostly. They too are in their own little world. We laugh because it used to be the crazy nutter's talking to themselves on the street but these days it's young people with blue tooths gesturing and talking loud about God knows what.

I like hearing snatches of conversation's as I walk past them. I read a book about writing by John Braine where he said that when he goes out and about he tries to bring one piece of a conversation/dialog home. The texting is worse as their heads are down looking at their iphones. The other day I saw a guy on a bike with his phone stuck on the handlebar texting away as he biked home from work.

Shah says driving in this city is like playing a video game as all kinds of stuff comes at you from all directions on foot bikes, cars, scooters, and even double wide baby haulers or carts on the back of bikes. We don't have iphones. Shah has a flip phone for his work and I have a land line that no one calls on except scammers and bill collectors.

My whole family is wired into iphones. My 'millennial' granddaughter as a teenager used to sit and talk to me with a blank stare as she texted on her iphone which was in her lap under the table. She doesn't seem to even carry her cell anymore. Maybe she texted herself right out of words..

I agree about millenials or x'ers or boomer's or the almost all dead 'greatest generation'. All generations are a mixed bag of human beings. People like to say, you boomer's did it or get off your iphone you selfish whatever. All in all people are just people.

But in the hands of Werner Herzog, we are somewhat comforted. His quiet and tender way lent a special dignity to the victims, and perpetrators as well.

Thanks hecate.

I do not want a surgeon who wears surgical caps outside, and scrubs with a white coat on top. Not believable. Professional puffery. The film was good. The anger and the guilt palpable.