Progress to Where or Will I Ever Get There?

There I was the other morning, driving to work, listening to my CD, shooting the cars in front of me who decided to enforce the speed limit 5-10 miles under the limit (they travel in groups you know)...OK not literally shooting them...but pushing the off button for my cruise control and making shooting sounds (laser sounds of course), when suddenly we get stopped at a light which if we had traveled at or just 5 over the speed limit we would all have made...I looked over to the car on my right.
Now understand I am not anti female driver. I really am not. I find that there are a lot of good female drivers. My wife included. But this person in the car next to me was a female. She had her cell phone in one ear on her shoulder, she was using her left hand to put on makeup, while she was reaching into the back seat giving the baby a bottle. From the looks of her she's not one of those speed limit enforcers, but she is one of those traffic hazards that are wandering from right to left in her lane, going slower than the flow of traffic (not to mention the speed limit) and then she suddenly darts into your lane in front of you, because she decides she wants to be there instead of in the right outside lane.
Now this person is the same person who writes to the newspaper in the letters to the editor and complains that someone somewhere is thinking of putting a law on cell phone use. I say forget the phone, put a law against her driving. Because if she's not on the phone she's thumbing through her CD collection or playing with the radio dial, While combing her hair and handing the baby a cookie.

She of course objects to the law and also insists she has the right to drive the speed limit in the left lane. It is her right and she's going to do it, and she doesn't see that her driving is impaired at all. At this point an out of body experience might help her see what kind of driver she is. I'd love to have her sit in the passenger seat next to me while I drive behind her and the other two idiots in the other two lanes in front of me, keeping pace with her. You can't go around them, unless you go into the emergency lane. And each one has their own agenda. The enforcers are the ones who say they are going to obey the speed limit and by darn (they wouldn't ever say damn) so will you. They are pious and snooty. But when they need to butt in line in front of you they are also the ones most angry when you refuse to give ground. After all it is their right.
The guy in the other lane is wearing a hat...and is 90 years old and driving carefully, but trying desperately to keep up. These guys write to the editor and complain about all those cars whizzing past them...why can't people just slow down (tell that to my boss, they insist I come in on time. So why don't I leave early? I do. But when you get into one of these processions you might as well just waive to the passing crowd like you're in a parade...because you're going to be late no matter how early you leave. Then if you do get to work a little early...well I sit in the car and enjoy some more CD. Who wants to give the boss free time?).
Those are the good days. Now they are reconstructing a major intersection on my way to work. You know in all the years I've traveled through that intersection over 10 years...it's never been a problem or have a lot of back up...but in the wisdom of the traffic engineers they're going to try some new fangled intersection where at a certain time of day it goes one way and another time of day it goes the other. In the meantime, the traffic jams that never were happening are.
Can you imagine what will happen when they get done? Which way is which? What time is it now? What I see is a bunch of traffic jams and accidents...but it's all progress isn't it. I wish I were a flying squirrel.