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Timber/Black Wolf, Me, Elkhound/Black Wolf

A few mornings ago, I was driving to work and
saw some guy on a bicycle cut off a car and get
hit.  The driver of the car kept going.  Luckily
the cyclist was wearing all of his safety gear. 

I do not use a cell phone, because where I live
they do not work.  I got on my ham radio and
explained what happened.  I love being a ham,
WD0-FEO.

I went to the cyclist to make sure he was not
too badly hurt.  I think his ego was.  He had a few
scrapes, but I did not see anything serious.  He
assured me he was alright. 

I sometimes forget that some people cannot
handle folks like me who call it the way I see
it.  Perhaps I lack tact, but I was just being
honest when I pointed out that it really was his
fault.

Now keep in mind, this guy was much younger
and pretty well-built.  Honestly he looked as
he could knock me around pretty good.  So the
guy took a swing at me for telling the truth.

I deflected his punch with my left hand and
grabbed his shirt with my right.  He is still
struggling and swinging at me.  All I could think
was, “God, I don’t want to have to beat up some
guy who just got run over.”  Just then a Colorado
State Trooper pulled up and I exclaimed, “Boy,
am I glad to see you.  I think he’s trying to kick
my butt (however, I used the other word).

This officer told the guy to settle down and step
off to the side for a minute while asking me what
had happened.  I told the officer everything.  As
sure as a whiskey hangover, the guy charged at
me swinging again when I explained that it was
the cyclist’s fault.  The State Trooper had to
demand that the guy sit in the patrol car to wait
for the ambulance.

What is up with that?  I could not believe this guy
wanting to punch my lights out for telling the 
truth.  My wife said it was merely a case of 
“steroid road rage.”  What ever it was, I hope
the driver of the car that hit this young man
is caught. 

I mean, it was not the fault of the driver, the
cyclist was fine and I was a witness.  It was quite
stupid for the driver to just keep going. 

What is up with these types of behavior?  I don’t
know, but I am hoping for “Felony Stupid” tickets
for both of them.  At least I know I tried to do
the right thing.

“You can’t fix stupid.”  Ron White.

Copyright 2010, by Glenn Raymond. 

This woman has a unique technique to her poetry that makes her stand out from most others.  There are many other great poets on WP, like Dean J. Baker.  I like to read anything that flows well and basically has no restrictions or barriers.  I enjoy Free Verse almost as much as I love riding my Kawasaki, Vulcan 1500.  Comparing a poet or poetry to riding my cruiser, the wind in my face and rock and roll slamming through my brain is not something I have ever done, so this is a first.  Life is filled with firsts though, and such learning experiences they are.  We shine up those nuggets of knowledge and wear them like a shining badge, sharing and teaching where we can.  I think this is what life is all about, and I am grateful to all of those who show and teach through their writing and other art forms.

Copyright 2010 and 2011, by Glenn Raymond.

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