Dignity v Whining

I’ve just been watching a news item on TV about electric scooters. One man described how his elderly brother died as result of falling when trying to move a badly parked scooter, another, partially-sighted, man told of his several near miss experiences.

I don’t particularly like the things and think that a lot needs doing about the way they are used and left all over the place, but I have to admit that they seem popular and may be doing something useful. I actually doubt that they are useful, because the people who are using them don’t seem of an age where they would be using a car instead. They seem to be of an age where they would be using buses or skateboards.

On Wednesday Julia was the victim of a near miss when she walked into a supermarket and two youths on electric scooters entered the shop on scooters. She felt the wind of their passing (no social distancing either). They clearly aren’t suitable for shops but in the absence of a sudden appearance of brains or manners, it looks like this will become more common. I didn’t mention it at the time because it simply isn’t possible to rant about every single thing that annoys me.

My point? That it’s possible to go on TV and deliver a point in a dignified manner without demanding “answers” and “justice”. See yesterday’s post, and some of the comments made about my use of the word “whining”.

It’s also possible, as we can see on many blogs, to discuss the challenges of life in a thoughtful and dignified manner. Part of this might be because it’s easier to do this in writing, where the TV is not such an easy medium (though they did mange it this morning).

I’m off to work now, see you later.

5 thoughts on “Dignity v Whining

  1. tootlepedal

    And then there are motor cars which belch out fumes, take up huge amounts of space when they are left about in the streets all day, injure and kill pedestrians and cyclists and no one seems to worry about them at all. And that is not to mention pedestrians who walk along side by side, taking up whole pavements, often talking to each other and not worrying what is behind them when it might be a chap eager to get on with his life who can’t get past them. Then there are dogs . . . and cyclists . . .

  2. Lavinia Ross

    We are too rural here to see these things. Mostly pickup trucks and SUVs here, and a few skateboards in town. I have been run into by someone in an electric wheelchair at a market. Twice in one day by the same person. I knew them (they are deceased now), which made it a little easier, but I was on my guard after round two.


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