Monday, November 24, 2008

Rant - Why I Hate Miami

I know that is a strong title, and if thought about it, I guess I wouldn't hate Miami, but hell, let me vent. The most obvious thing about Miami is the lack of civility throughout most of the city. People behave as if there were no one else on the planet except for themselves. Let's start with driving. Regardless of age, people here normally drive 5-15 miles per hour under the speed limit, even on highways with posted speeds of 70 mph. I don't ask that people speed, but for God's sake at least do the speed limit, and if for some reason you are physically incapable of handling breakneck speeds of 45 mph, then get to the left lane and give some space for others to pass. It is as if they were all in a contest to see how slow they can drive without actually coming to a stop. The other day, a car loaded with "gangsta" Latinos stopped in the middle of a busy six lane road to gawk at a window front of high end cars, and that isn't the only time it has happened.

People in Miami will block access to isles, start yakking about crap as soon as they get to the counter of a busy store and allow a line to pile up behind them while they recount the last illness of cousin Berta to a bored and uncaring cashier who wants nothing more than to ignore the 80 people clamoring to pay for their merchandise and get out. Little old ladies are passing out, but no one seems to budge.

The motto here is "its all about me." More on this later.

Blogging

Before I start off blogging, I have to do what I always do, and engage in a bit of pointless introspection. Who am I to blog? Who cares what I have to say? Is it arrogant to think that half the world cares about what I, or other bloggers, have to say? And what about the ability to hurt or cause damage as a result of throwing out in public random thoughts, or rants that result from a particularly bad day. All these question pop into my head as I write. Not to mention the more personal concerns, such as what if I come across as an idiot, can't spell, can't write.
I am not comfortable putting myself out there for all the world to read about. I am of a generations where privacy is important, and one's personal life is no one's business. I assume that by blogging I will be giving up a part of that cherished privacy and anonymity.
Since this is my first time blogging, I apologize to anyone who stumbles across this page for its lack of cohesion and coherence. This is a work in progress, and should it continue, will almost certainly be changed on a regular basis. I will also apologize in advance for any rants that may offend. There are days when certain things will provoke a rant, and while I don't intend to hurt any individual, there will be shrapnel flying all over the place, and some innocent people might be injured.