Opinion
From berserker to grandpa: Why I cycle properly today
by Thomas Meyer
"Get off the road, you ****!"
6.12.2018
Translation: machine translated
Some take it in their stride, some get angry and then there's me. I break all the dams when I'm driving.
The traffic lights change from amber to green. Finally drive on. But no, I'm still stationary. Because the car in front of me doesn't seem to be in any particular hurry. He's still looking for the accelerator pedal, which he should have pressed down long ago. Too much for me! My pulse skyrockets, my eyes narrow: "Drive, you idiot!"
From sanguine to choleric in four seconds
I have my reasons
Where does this completely antisocial behaviour on the road come from? It's the supposed anonymity. Nobody knows me, nobody hears me. My car is to trolls what every comment column in the country is to me. That's where I can really take the piss out of everyone and everything. I often leave political correctness far behind me. But you're still allowed to say that.
A not inconsiderable part of my verbal aggression probably also stems from the fact that I like to swear. I use swearing in both a positive and negative sense. They free me from the constricting costume of mindful speech. I was never good at egg dancing. It's too exhausting for me to constantly think about everyone's emotional state. My censorship filter works far too unreliably for that. So, "fuck it!"
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