
Originally Posted by
James Deuce
Yes. And you can't go comparing our style of regulated and controlled roads with countries where life is worth almost nothing and civilisation is some other countries with money buying primary produce and kitsch bullshit that you produce either as expensively or as cheaply as possible depending on how dependant the suckers are on your primary produce.
NZ is part of a European/North American tradition of highly regulated roads and roading systems with the car as the central construct of the ideal of personal freedom. Not a fucking scooter carrying 12 children and a chicken farm on roads where might makes right, and NZ's yearly road toll happens in an evening.
In that regard, Kiwis are the worst in the world. Absolutely fucking abysmal. The average Croatian looks like a highly skilled, very courteous well bred aristocrat compared to a bull-necked, nose picking, utterly oblivious New Zealand bred and taught mongrel. 5 minutes on a UK motorway taught me more about lane discipline than any driving instructor or relative, and 5 minutes on a French mountain pass taught me more about maintaining velocity while staying on your side of the road, in a low powered, faintly dodgy handling FIAT, than any driving instructor teaching me to mash the brakes in response to any and every hazard ever encountered by a 1976 Vauxhall Viva with an out of balance propshaft that came standard from the factory.
I can guarantee that I will be tailgated, cut up, bullied, and ignored, every single time I take to a NZ road. Have you ANY idea how disconcerting it is for 3 lanes of traffic on the North Circular, a main arterial for London, to stop to let you into a side street, WHEN THEY DON'T HAVE TO? I'd never seen any like it. Dense, dense congestion of the kind that makes Kiwis berserk and I got waved through. I sat there dribbling out of one corner of my mouth, while the chap closest to me gave me a friendly smile and a wave. The London-born mate in the car apologised for the chap's "obvious impatience".
After driving overseas for a year, the very first time I drove in Wellington a fuzzy haired dickhead leaps out of his car and smashes the rear windscreen of the car he was supposed to give way to.
We don't aspire to safe driving OR riding. We just sit on our ill-informed arses insisting that "someone" does "something" about "it".
Well now they are. Soon it will take six years to get a license, cost $40,000 and you'll lose it for exceeding 40 km/hr on the motorway. Motorcycles will be banned and people with a class 6 license will be incarcerated, just "because". Jaywalkers will be shot, and cyclists will have to replace their seat with a pink dildo that goes up their arse, so there's less chance of them falling off.
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