Ruminations on Russia

Warning this post contains language that might be considered unsuitable for children and Moscow drivers (the mental age overlap is close to 100%) and the GAI (who don't have a mental age - unless using a electron microscope) and young Russian females whose ability to give blow jobs and talk on mobile phones is significantly in advance of their ability to drive (no coincidence says the man who gave them the car and the other man who gave them the license). Oh and the wanker who thinks that building more roads is a better plan than installing a traffic management system.

Over the last two days I have spent fucking hours and hours in traffic jams. Jams that could have been partially avoided by the use of a. a brain and b. an understanding of how wide your car is (particularly aimed at the Range Rover and Zhiguli driver who crashed head-on on Gagarinsky, a single lane road (actually its not a single lane road but as no one can parallel park it's become a single lane road) c. the ability to move in traffic d. a moronic desire to sit in traffic jams.

I mean for fucks sake we all have places to get to. A small (I mean tiny) application of the brain will get you there 3 times faster than sitting behind a trolley bus doing 30km/hour.

This is not a rant about a lack of society resulting in no road manners - its about a desire to get from a-to-b in the shortest possible time with the least hassle. Its a selfish desire that involves cooperating with others to get it done.

When I become President I will first, shoot on site all Volga drivers (no exceptions) followed by a selective culling of young, female drivers in expensive foreign cars who believe that it is possible to talk on mobile phones and drive in the pereulki around my apartment (you can guess the criteria) and finally all GAI - I think starvation would be a particularly appropriate way to go for the fattest community on earth (except the US.)

Rant over

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