I was on the freeway yesterday morning. Hwy 290 to be exact. Anyone in this area knows that the speed limit is 65 mph and if you drive this hwy frequently, you would also know the average speed people drive on 290 is 85 mph.
Now, yesterday morning... I was riding passenger from Shipley's Do-Nuts (best donuts EVER by the way) and we're doing the usual 80 mph in the right lane and then suddenly we slow down to what seemed like crawl at 60 mph. Now of course, the driver (a woman) is slightly annoyed by this sluggish speed and wants to move over to the left but faster moving cars are zipping down 290 leaving us behind.
Finally, all the cars in front of us slide over to the left and overtake the two slow moving vehicles. Then I see that the slow cars are refurbished cars from the 1930-40s era. In one, an older hispanic man. In the old car in front of him, an older married couple. And then it comes to me...
Where the hell could all these people speeding on 290W be going at 9 something in the morning. Nothing happens in Waller, Prairie View, Hempstead, or Brenham on a Saturday morning. What's the rush? (And what's the whole point of this post?)
(Here's the tie-in) It's the society we live in... this microwave society where everything has to be done quickly. This society is all about speed... high speed internet, 3G mobile phones, email, etc. College students complain all the time, left-and-right about how they can't wait to graduate but do we really want to be out on our own in the real world?
We walk briskly to our destinations but do we really know where we're going?
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