A Good Day For Small Crashes

Posted on January 2, 2010


The couple and their child carefully drive through the snow, aware of the slippery road,  a black a red and a blue robin in a rolling cage. The streets are full of people exchanging presents after the holidays, gifts wanted and unwanted, surprises welcome and unwelcome.

When they come to a traffic light they wait until it’s gone red for the pedestrians and the husband waves a woman through, who is in a hurry, giving her his broadest smile. Simultaneously, his wife opens her window and croaks: Dolt! Idiot! Retard! Do you wanna die? Moron!

The child in the back, safely strapped into its egg-shaped seat, frowns. Come on, her father chirps, that was funny.