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Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Beep Beep Beep



Kaaapooooom*
nnnghuh nnnguh*
rooaaarrr*
vooRRRR, vooRRR, vooRRR*
beep*

All these sounds at the same time mixed with others in a busy city. Ahhhhh! It makes me feel like screaming as I wait for the crosswalk light to turn green. Noise pollution swirled with air pollution, and could we even say people pollution?

Recently I have become aware of the fact that driving in Sao Paulo stresses me out. People drive as if they were playing a video game. They zigzag from one lane to the other just to get on the other driver’s nerves because in the end you end up where they have to go almost at the same time as those who stayed put in the same lane. Some of them are quite good at it while others cause pretty ugly incidents and accidents.

What about those tailgaters? They really drive me crazy and raise my blood pressure. The other morning there was a woman driver who was so close to my rear bumper that I was tempted to suddenly step on the brakes, however, she just kept on pushing me; mind you, I was already at the speed level. What did she want? Anyhow, I managed to let her pass me, of course I waved at her as she did (behind the wheel, the evil within manages to come out). I managed to calm down and continue on my way. All of a sudden there was a gigantic traffic jam, everyone slowed down and traffic became bumper to bumper. There had been an accident. Who did I see in the middle of a four-car accident in tears? : The tailgater. She had hit a car and she was hit.  Once again I waved as I drove by her. Cruel, maybe, but she was asking for it, wasn’t she?

There are some drivers here in Sao Paulo that do not know that their car is equipped with devices called signal lights that must be used in order to communicate to other road users what they intend to do. Signals give advance warning to other road users that you intend to perform a maneuver, which means they must be used. However, here in Sao Paulo, drivers either do not use them or turn them on all of a sudden and immediately switch lanes, therefore you need to have psychic powers to try to figure out what they intend to do. Developing ESP in Sao Paulo is a must! Likewise going to a cardiologist is also required to make sure you will not have a heart attack when lanes are switched suddenly without prior warning.

People say that if you can drive in Sao Paulo, you can drive anywhere in the world. I realize that there are worse cities in the world where traffic is just as bad or even worse. Hopefully one day this issue will be resolved.

Every day I pray that I will hit the lottery jackpot just so I can hire a driver therefore reducing my stress level.

(Written: February 25, 2014)todos os direitos reservados a Meire Marion.



Google Images: Traffic on 23 de Maio, Sao Paulo, Brazil


*Onomatopoeia dictionary on line: http://www.writtensound.com/index.php?term=car+

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Shots in the Night


4:15 in the morning, a female shriek wakes me: No!
(I always look at my watch when I wake up during the night. I believe it is a selfish act to know how much time I have left to sleep.)

The screams continue getting faster as if the woman were fighting for her life . Along with the cry of "No" another woman shouts: Stop it!

The two screams seem like mantras and are endless.
I close my eyes and say a prayer.
The cries cease.

4:35 in the morning (again I look at my watch ), this time the screams are stronger and desperate, I know what is to come.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven shots. Cries and then immediate silence.

Not enough time to hear sirens, I turn to the other side and fall asleep.

By living in this concrete jungle, is my heart turning to stone too? That worries me.

( Written February 23, 2014) todos os direitos reservados a Meire Marion.
Google Images