people talk with their hands  instinctivelynaturally

                                                      dafuk he talked with his handsknocked drinks out of other peoples hands  Ey tolya dun stand so close dun stand so close Ey need rum when eym talkinrum to explain Dammit Gimme rum

he drove a straight car

                        which meant his car was old he rolled his windows upandown by hand fivespeed on the floor no cruise no funny shit nothing cute jammed into every nook an cranny as in new cars Nah ya cant die in oneairbags deploy from every fuckin angle

thats the trouble with new cars once inside them no one fears death  

Gawd doesnt save

                    Technology does

he preferred his car

he preferred drivin alonenever offered rides he liked ridinlow squat his ass parked in a bucket seat 

the car was made of American steelfuk alloys an what little plastic there was was made to look like wood a minor irritation

he walked to the marketslung a cloth bag over his shoulder to carry his groceries

he stood at an intersection

                            local government had installed crossing signs evidently pedestrians dont know the difference between a red light or green light or traffic hurtling down on them or STOPped at the light

                                                                               standing there he was bemused then horrified an upscale car whistled through the intersection exceeding the posted speed limit the driver a woman haresponsibly talked via Bluetooth Standard installed in the expensive car ahTechnology but what was it going to do about the fact that she went through the intersection talking talking with her hands neither on the steering wheel she made him think of the brick he ought to be carrying in the bag to toss into the intersection and see what transpired 

would he be negligent tossing it

                                  or rather her because she was unable to avoid it

Whaddafuck he thought  Eyll stand hare a bit an louk watchie

in the course of three lights five drivers passed through the intersection  conversing  their hands juggling their words

it didnt matter he didnt carry the one brick nowhe couldnt carry enough bricks to make people recognise their obligationtheir fulsome responsibilities as they drove lethal weapons

GAWDs done saving!

                       the monkeys were leaving it to Technology

from where he stood they were welcome to it 

they had forgotten the line  Do not go gentle into that good night

1509, Thursday, 20  12. 18

1423, Twosday, Christmas Day, 25  12. 18

Dylan Thomas  Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2cgcx-GJTQ