Rage Against the Machine

OK this is the moment in my blog where I partially reveal the extent of my rage against the world, and NZ car-drivers, in particular.  I have started a one-person campaign against Wellington drivers, especially those on the The Terrace on the way to work in the morning.  Every morning, without fail, arrogant car-drivers, who clearly subscribe to a political philosophy of 'might makes right', attempt to mow down innocently meandering pedestrians going about their business.  This is particularly the case when turning into the many car-parking buildings on the Terrace, but is not limited to it.  So I have decided to take a leaf out of the book of many great leaders and have adopted a strategy of passive resistance in relation to these domineering antics.  Rather than waiting in a docile fashion on the footpath (Note: 'foot-path' not 'car-path') while these lumbering hunks of metal go about their business, I have been continuing to walk along the path in front of them, so they get the message that actually the footpath is for pedestrians and they should wait their turn before turning over it.   I seem to be gaining some ground with this,  and have fortunately not been bowled over by someone taking their sense of divinely-appointed rights to the extreme.  Unfortunately, my fellow pedestrians are still stopping in their habitually subservient manner.  Keep on walking, I say!  You have nothing to lose but your sense of perspective....