whenever i cross the street next to my apartment, i like to make people who drive SUVs (especially the ones that seem like they’re in a hurry to get their starbucks coffee or something) stop for me while i walk at a nice, slow pace. i hope in those few motionless seconds that the driver realizes that their SUV is worth nothing in comparison to the price of a human life. i then hope that this tiny little thought will start a revolution in thir mind. one that will force them to reconsider their possessions, their way of life, their worldview. but most of the time, they drive off acting all pissy. bitches.
SUVs and me