May Santa Bring You Peace for Christmas

I was pulling into an empty lane of traffic when a SUV, hundreds of yards down the road, accelerates, begins to honk its horn, and continues the incessant honking until they catch up with me, 20 seconds later, pulls along side of me, gives me dirty looks, and then continues its honking as the SUV demon speeds up, whips in front of me, and then tailgates everyone in front of her.

Okay, if you want to be the Christmas Ass, then by all means, do it. If you are in that much of a hurry to get to McDonald's to feed your face, then hey, act the fool, put everyone's life at risk because you, after all, have an SUV which makes you THE INTIMIDATOR when you run down small cars. It is all about you and the world should revolve around your selfish, small minded, megomaniacal whims.

For you, oh speed demon, I hope this year Santa climbs down your chimney and leaves you something special... something to give you peace of mind... or at least to tone down the rage you obviously are experiencing. Valium comes to mind as a rather nice present but it would truly only be effective if you took the whole bottle at one time, washing it down with a pint of whiskey. If that isn't fast enough for you, I could think of some other mind blowing treatments that will deliver that all self serving peace you obviously need.

I hope Santa comes early before you kill someone.