Run a Stoplight; For Real, that's used to vector-test Carjackings, "will this person run a red light, or stop sign, or whatever, if I _____."

Source: live in Saint Louis City; I've seen a lady, she was in a convertible, like, tears while getting her fender bumped over and over by the teenagers in the car behind her; nobody was coming, she wanted the police, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to do it she couldn't run the lighᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᴵ ᵈᵒᶦⁿᵍ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵈʳᶦⁿᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᴵ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ᴵᴰᴷ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵐʸ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶜʰᶦᵛᵃˡʳᵒᵘˢ ᴹᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵈᶦᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᵍᵘⁿ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴶᵒⁿⁿʸ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵏᶦⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵃⁿ ᵉˣᶜᵘˢᵉ ᶦˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ ⁿᵒʷ ANYWAY,

Another time I saw a guy walking across the street, with a gun, in his hand, and he stopped in my lane and turned to face me.....so I slammed on the gas,

**...and swerved a little left into the oncoming lane, but motherfucker did not dictate the rules of that scenario, a car is a leathal weapon; and Immediately, I fuck with you not, upon crossing the street he shot a guy in the face at the BP and took his car; now, like I said, I live in Saint Louis: I have stories for days on this subject; I brought those two up, in a row, because one happened here,

...and the other happened here, that's not- o.k. think whatever you want to yourself but it's my neighborhood, and it's not bad or dangerous at all compared to directly north or south; well, what I'm saying is this is what it is like driving in a post-police environment; that, and rolling stop signs, also, presuming other people will be rolling stop signs*, the code for,* "neighbor, don't fuck with me," is leaving the brights on*-* and mean, in one the most violent areas outside of a warzone on earth just north of me, that works; always never-never-never assuming anybody is going to follow the protocol and never-never-never never-never-never never-never-never never-never-never never-never-never never-never-never never-never-never never-never-never never-don't-you ever HONK, EVER; people pull guns and point them at other drivers, here, pretty commonly and during the day, but, they even they do NOT honk; they do that silently, and I'll tell you why: if you honk, that implies that you think that someone is going to save you if you get dragged out of the car and brutalized, right there. No one will, there are already places in america where White Mans have to seek justice in the newspaper; thank god, sort of, well; the paradigm Was Not Beterr, but....
.....you get what I'm saying; oh and if at all in doubt, drive off, if you get into a fender bender; for real, like, my buddy, whomst, I'll call Kony, like, the warlord, and not because his name is Tony that would be absurd; he lived catercorner from this guy...

...that I did not know, I did not know him, but, the one time I saw him he was yelling at this baby, who was standing in the middle of the street N&^$%.....N&^$%......N&^$%.... just, ya know, "don't know what was up with that," but I do know that I don't know and I haven't heard a rumor that there was a fender bender in front of that house and there was yelling and the neighbors came out and I don't know but if people got dragged into that house they didn't come out and their truck was there until it got towed; who knows, the yelling guy?

He got executed on that front porch like a year later, so¯\_(ツ)_/¯fuckin, whoooooooo knows; I know this: to understand that things are possible makes them easier to understand when they happen, I've never heard a succinct rundown on driving in an untergang, but, like anything and anywhere it's not a big deal unless you make it one, that's a choice, that's always a choice, and no place is dangerous and nothing-normal-there is either so long as you take it for what it is and behave as if it's normal for you; Americans have a bad habit of,

A. Expecting entire existential realms to be held to account for their, "personal responsibilities," in some fashion; like, which is a magical thinking.
B. Thinking that their wolf loves them for being good; no.
C. Begging a Wolf for mercy with their eyes because the Sheepdogs love it; NEVER, EVER do that; if you must confront an unwanted violence directly, you need to treat that violence like it's an object, like it's a dead body and you fucking loved it; do this properly and a dude with a gun will forfeit to a Juul you've got tucked behind your wrist like a balasong facefucker, do this improperly, and, at least you won't die a coward; seriously, ready that, "it's double true of people."
D. Being Proud of How Sheltered they Are, and thus, believing violent speech is a bad thing; it is the one reliable means of avoiding violence that I know of; not yelling, not angry-sounds, especially not yelling, those register as fucking insane in an environment where there aren't police to hold anybody back; never, never, never raise your voice at anybody who isn't dead yet; never lose your cool,ᵖᵃᵍᵉ ⁸³ ᶠᵒᵒᵗᵉʳ ⁴, either, just, in any way, what I'm saying is, alliterative, theatrical speech; people don't want to mug you anymore when they think that you're going to enjoy something that they're scared might happen, in driving, this translates into driving like an asshole; you should drive like an asshole if the drivers around you find it empowering, you do too. Don't cut them off, at all, I mean fast- driving fast, rolling stop signs, windows down and music up; school taught you wrong on this one, the cops will not be....they don't give a fuck about you, nobody gives a fuck when people follow protocol; anybody's only ever doing it to....
E. Believing in some Calvinist Permanent Record, there is none- none- so it doesn't matter what happens, it just matters whether you think it matters what happened; nothing matters and it doesn't matter that nothing matters and so it's putting something on an idol to even think about it in the same way, as, your name, or, someone you love, existing, so, for Double Practice?

Run a red light and then hold the thought, cherish it, explore it like a window in a wall....

...and then, just for practice, here, what I'm about to say next (I typed it beforehand ,(º _ º)╯ ︵) and then....

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....and then drop the motherfucker down a wellhole so deep it's silent; one does this by keeping both hands full, in the upstairs, and both eyes in the present tense, in an earnest and curious love with someone or something that reminds you of someone so much thatyou love it in the present tense; Love, and, that your heartstrings never break, they stretch out like spaghetti, then like fishing line, or an undersea cable coiled all around you and once they have you'll notice that you can play them, just like music, literally, just like a violin and share all of the feelings that you know with other people; especially the feelings that have some slack around them, especially where they have been stretched out the most; you can tie them to trees in the woods of the dark underwater, they really got that Saint Louis mmmmzzzzzzzmmmshhhhair-air right, man (sh!)-, where it's warm & wet & fast & slow; you can lead people to safety you can lead them to you; you can lead them wherever they want to know;you get it?

IDK, Each One Teach One...

.....right?...right, where my Maoists at!? No?

Orwell Was right, about, you know...Authoritarians and people who see people as people; there are people who treat adults like people and people like adults if they ask or act to be treated like one, who consider themselves to be entitled to a lateral conversation with everybody else and so act like everybody else is expecting one also, and try never to offend anyone they don't intend to, but, and then,

....and then there are people with something they probably caught down the line from a Capitalist, which, is, I think both a double bind and it's resulting double vision OCD (and schizophrenia the co-occurrence of the two and a semantic reboot triggered by trauma or isolation

It occured to me the other day that this might be...it's the driving rules without rules, it seems like, and it's actually probably safer and better than everyone most concerned with getting a ticket (note to game theorists: with death, literal death as a disincentive to drive poorly, replacing that fear with one of a paternal power imbalance and a municipal traffic ticket is gefickt, why....ya, why? it is but if you can tell me why and in kinda-like formal totality I've got 50 more questions for you..) anyway, it's also all stuff that will make you safer anyway, I think, so,

Ya.

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