The other week I met a thoroughly nice bloke who drives a four-wheel-drive. But while he gets some flak from his mates about it, he doesn’t live up to the cliche. He regularly uses it out in the bush as part of green activism while monitoring loggers. Interesting.
So not all 4WD owners fulfil all the 4WD cliches, by any means.
But some do. For example a bloke spotted last week driving a vehicle with the personalised numberplate “OZCOOL”. Whether that’s what he thinks of himself or whether it’s a corporate vehicle I don’t know. (There is a brand of refrigeration of that name.)
Bullbar — needless and dangerous in an urban environment. The rest of the vehicle didn’t look like it ever left the bitumen, though I suppose one can never tell.
Aggressiveness — he flashed the lunchtime (last Monday 20th, approx 1:25pm) pedestrians on the Flinders Lane/Degraves Street zebra crossing as he slowly forced his way forward onto it.
As another pedestrian crossed, he edged forwards, almost nudging the man. The man turned around and thumped the bonnet. Mr OzCool
jesticulated gesticulated angrily, as if he had any kind of case to do so, and drove off.
Mr OZCOOL, you’re a freaking moron.
YOU DON’T HAVE RIGHT OF WAY on a zebra crossing. YOU have to wait.
You must give way to any pedestrian on a pedestrian crossing.
If you don’t like it, go
stuff yourself drive somewhere else.
(The Rate The Plate web site seems to have gone west, so I guess I have to blog about these idiots myself.)