I’m on edge today. Today I’m really on edge, and the truth is, I’ve been this way since yesterday.
Since yesterday, when I was coming back from Chalkidiki and I was stuck in traffic. And I’m not upset because I was stuck in traffic. I’m upset because while everyone—or almost everyone—there may have been a few exceptions —but there were, we were stuck in traffic for far too long in the two lanes of the road in Thessaloniki –Moudania road, some clever people, some smart alecks, would get out and step onto the shoulder and run past all of us.
And I, honestly, at that moment, I wish I had the right to pick up my cell phone, take a photo of the license plates and send it to a platform run by the Traffic Police. Let the Traffic Police then investigate whether someone crossed the emergency lane because they had to go to a hospital and were in need, or whether they crossed it simply to pass us and go faster.
And don’t give me any of that snitching and other such “revolutionary” nonsense. The real revolution is when you protect your own life and the lives of your fellow human beings; the rest is just nonsense to me. And we all agree on this, except for those who think they’re just stepping on the LEAs, when in reality they’re stepping on the lives of our fellow human beings.
And one more thing. I don’t know how all these people would feel if they were dying and bleeding on the asphalt, listening to an ambulance that could never arrive in time, because others like them had blocked the emergency lane.
Since some people never learn to respect, they must learn to fear the consequences. It is the state’s duty to find more safeguards to protect us.
