I occasionally check my phone records against times when I know my teenager is
driving. I've told her if there is ever a text sent during that time,
she'll lose car privileges, no ifs, ands or buts.
As a previous poster mentioned, the story that KSL ran last night on this
subject was excellent. That poor young woman who almost lost her life, and may
still lose her leg, all over a text message that said "ha-ha." How very
tragic.This all comes down to selfishness. Too many self-centered,
self-absorbed people out there driving who think sending text messages are more
important than public safety.
School parking lots are publicly owned parking lots and with students less than
18 years old. Many parents provide their children with cell phones and texting
still happens whether the parent acknowledges that or not. Parking lots are
safe and there is normally no horse play in them, not. Peer pressure is very
high for these students and that is why we still pay for drivers under 26 at a
higher than normal rate. There is a lot of peer pressure at school, rich or
poor, privileged or not, young and younger, at school or not.
As a transportation cyclist, my biggest fear nowadays is that I'll get
plowed by a distracted driver. Distracted driving so very commonplace any more,
and usually when I see somebody driving very poorly, when they get closer the
reason is apparent - their attention is focused on that little electronic
gizmo.Until there's a stigma attached to it - like drunken
driving - I don't see much changing. How many innocents will get maimed or
killed in the meantime?(Unless I'm mistaken, traffic laws
don't apply to privately-owned parking lots. Any recovery for loss would
be in the civil courts, and most likely negotiated between the insurance
We have a MUCH bigger problem to address than simply jeans.The
question that really needs an answer is why our legislature refuses to outlaw
texting and talking on our highways. I sent an email to Gage Froerer, my
representative urging him to amend the pending law that will outlaw such things
only for teenagers. That needs to include ALL drivers.But no reply
from Mr. Froerer.KSL ran an absolutely excellent piece on distracted
driving last night. It's a problem that goes far beyond just texting and
talking, but it is one that MUST be addressed.
Parking lots at grocery stores and malls are horrendous risks for a person
walking, standing, or just getting out of the car. However, driving into a
school parking lot, whether elementary, middle and junior high and especially,
high school is putting your life into the hands of teenagers who are much more
agile and quick to respond, if able. If able, means if not texting, e-mailing,
ear buds in listening to the latest, or just messing around with the passengers
along for the ride. There aren't too many older people with slow reflexes
and especially not going too fast in a school parking lot, but plenty of youth
especially young men think they can react so quickly that no one is in
danger.This is a great story, especially thinking about the last
thing you said to your children and potentially didn't say. My
wife fell on ice and broke her femur. As one said, she looked exquisite on the
ice for 30 minutes waiting for the ambulance in her fancy dress, etc. However,
with all the pain at the hospital she didn't have very much of a problem
allowing them to cut it.
Nice story, heart felt. I know how much jeans cost and you have my sympathy.
Free agency, gives us enough rope [leeway] to hang our selves. I don't use
a phone in the car but I use up all the slack in the rope going too fast. I have
to change my ways to. I don't want to hurt any one because I had a stupid
thought go through my head. I know because of experience, God can make a way
where there is no way. I hope we all can see how dangerous free agency is to
others when we are only thinking of our self, when we should be looking out for
the other gut.
I've been hit twice in parking lots by distracted drivers. One driver
backed up, hitting me in the knees with the bumper. I went down, but reached up
and grabbed hold of the bumper and she kept backing up, dragging me. Holding on
to the bumper saved my life, as she was driving an old station wagon with a very
low frame. The oil pan certainly would have crushed me. Tore up my brand new
jeans, so I have great sympathy for you, Susie. Am very wary in parking lots.