Don’t answer a fool according to his foolishness, or you’ll be like him yourself.
That would be Proverbs 26:4 — just the sort of thing I have to say when idiots indulge in road rage.
And Mr. Gadget’s rebuttal would be something on the order of Proverbs 26:5…
Answer a fool according to his foolishness, or he’ll become wise in his own eyes.
Is it any coincidence that this morning we awake to find the truck vandalized, with both windows broken and strewn across the driveway in thousands of bits of blue-green glass? Now, he would say no. I, however, am not fully convinced.
Perhaps there is no relationship between the two, but I stand by my conviction that Mr. Gadget should by no means attempt to “teach them a lesson or they’ll never learn.” Not unless he wants to pursue a career in road-patrol in which his capacity is official and warranted. And especially not when his wife and child are in the vehicle. Especially NOT.
Hello? This is not Small Town America, in which people know each other and lessons might actually be effective. No, this is Suburbia, in which nobody knows anybody, and crazies mingle with the masses. People carry guns, drive by and shoot each other. The odds of encountering a crazy are amplified if one chooses to provoke.
If it weren’t for the Zoloft, I think I would have given him the tizzy of tizzy fits over that selfish display of immaturity. As is, I gave him the standard sharp and curt lecture, and didn’t speak to him for the rest of the evening. However, with the dawning of a new day, and a freshly vandalized vehicle, I find it hard to imagine that these incidents are unrelated.
And it totally sucks that someone would do this to us. At least nothing was stolen. Due to the abundance of gadgetry, it took the entire day for Mr. Gadget to realize that something had, indeed, been stolen. His GPS. And why didn’t the alarm go off? What good is it if it doesn’t detect breaking glass? So now I’m worried that whoever it was will be back. I’m not one bit happy. Mr. Gadget has run off to the car gadget store, to have an updated alarm installed.
Maybe it is unrelated, but it doesn’t matter. There is no call for a stupid display of road rage. None. It serves no good whatsoever. Nope. I’m not one bit happy.
