Maturity.

So, I'm driving down the road with my two children in the backseat on a road that is known for its speeders.  It is extremely trafficky and to be quite honest I am a little nervous.  People are flying by left and right and I am already more than doing the speed limit.

Then, from somewhere behind me flies two motorcycles with completely inappropriately dressed young men.  No helmets, shorts, flip flops and tank tops.  So pretty much if they go down they are mince meat.  They get directly in front of me and keep looking back at me.  Then without any notice they both take off like a shot , from an already fast speed and then the most insane thing happened.  One of these brilliant individuals in all this mess and merging traffic decides to stand up on his seat..not his pedals the seat!

Yes, extremely impressive.  Yes, extremely stupid.  Now, some might read this and think Cool.  I say No cool!!

I am all for being extreme, but please do so on your own time.  Do not cause complete strangers to be players in your insanity.  Let's say you go down.  Let's say you hit a rock or someone slams on their brakes.  Let's say you die.  Forget about the fact that you are dead, because you are dead and you caused all this anyway so sorry I'm not going to mourn you.

Let's think about the 5 year old in the van next to you that saw you die.  Let's think about the little old woman that squooshed you, and how she has to live with the fact that you are an idiot for the rest of her life.  Let's think about the traffic jam you just caused causing people to be late for things and causing stress and causing possibly other accidents.

I'm not saying you can't be extreme.  You just can't use unsuspecting citizens in your little death wish.  Part of being mature is realizing that the world does not revolve around you and realizing your role in the world.  To be mature is not necessarily a bad thing.  I can be immature with the best of them, but I am not going to be an idiot either.

I shall now step off my soap box.  The end.