C. Marshall of Princeton
The holidays are here. Sadly, they are often stressful times for many of us. This may more true than ever in a time of economic distress.
Tuesday night, as I was driving home from the Seminary Library at about 6 p.m., from Chambers to Paul Robeson Place, I was involved in an incident of road rage.
As I slowed to allow another driver to back into a parking space on Chambers Street, angry beeping of a car horn startled me. Nonetheless, I was not about to head into oncoming traffic to please the over-anxious individual behind me. This driver continued her aggressive behavior as the white station wagon in front of me made its way slowly and meanderingly down the street. I could have pulled up more closely behind it, flashed my lights, or engaged in any number of impolite behaviors in hopes of arriving home a few moments earlier. However, I am aware of the crosswalks and large amount of pedestrian traffic in the area and focused on my own driving instead.
Moments later, rather than slowing at the yield sign at Chambers and Raul Robeson Place, the white station wagon ahead came to a complete halt, forcing me to do the same. More frantic and angry honking ensued. Frankly, I was glad that I had not followed too closely and caused a collision, but at this point, I, too, was quite angry and aghast at this uncalled-for aggression. I got out of my car to let the driver behind me know how I felt and to demand an apology. She then quickly fled, still continuously beeping her car horn, unwilling or afraid to engage in conversation, though quite willing to be aggressive and rude while “safe” in her protective, light blue metallic bubble. Cars are not bubbles. This driver continued on Hamilton, where my son and many of Princeton’s young students walk to and from town, often crossing carelessly and in large, meandering groups. They are unprepared for speeding, angry drivers.
This is most definitely not the way to spread holiday cheer. We live in a small town, and I will no doubt see this woman again at one of many local holiday celebrations or grocery stores. In the meantime, I suggest that she consider consulting a religious advisor or therapist, having a massage, or listening to some soothing music. Better yet, make a contribution to HomeFront where the pantries are largely bare, and help a hungry family.
We have all been the pushy driver at times, but as this town grows more crowded, and as economic and holiday stress increases, driving and behaving considerately are small, free things we can do to help one another.
C. Marshall
Princeton

