This talk of simpletons reminds me of a conversation I had on Saturday. There was a community "fair", basically a jumble sale, on at the back of Marley Park. I decided to go there with my daughter. Parking options are limited around there so I bundled her into her buggy and walked the 30-odd minutes to get there, it was a nice day for a walk. Our route brought us along a twisty country-ish road, just wide enough for 2 cars, and with a pavement on one side only.
It wasn't long before we encountered the first car parked on the pavement (sure, why would they park it on the road, that would just get in the way like), this one parked outside one of the few houses on that stretch of road. I barely managed to squeeze past, almost taking a mudflap with me as it snagged on a wheel of the buggy. That was followed by a cluster of cars parked on the pavement which required me to walk on the road, towards a blind bend. I was pissed by then and fantasising about various means of converting such cars to something resembling pancakes.
We passed a massive house which has dogs that, despite having an area of land the size of a small country to run around in, like to hang around by the railings and bark and snarl at people walking by. My daughter hates it, personally I don't mind the dogs themselves but have strong feelings about people who keep dogs that they allow to go mental - such people don't deserve dogs. Anyway, up jumps a dog and scares my daughter, again. I ran to get past the house but amongst a line of cars parked half on the pavement I encounter an SUV that is parked further in than the others. I have to stop and try to squeeze past it, the alternative being to go back to the start of the line of cars and walk on the road again, for about 20m, towards any oncoming traffic on yet another blind bend. There is barely room to get past, and the dog makes the most of our slow progress to get in another few aggressive yelps. Now I'm well and truly pissed off. I think it was probably obvious from a distance, my body language had switched to murder-death-kill mode.
Just as we got past the SUV its lights flashed. Someone had remotely unlocked it. Right then, I thought. Two well-dressed women and some young kids crossed the road from the community centre and walked towards us - some stereotypes just fit. Yes, it was their SUV. I pointed out the fact that they were amongst a bunch of cars that were blocking the pavement. "Yes", they said, "and some people are terrible, they simply leave no room". "No", I said, "*your* SUV is leaving no room and I was almost obliged to walk on the road with my daughter, towards a blind bend". The driver looked incredulous that I should suggest she was one of the "terrible" ones. She seemed to waver between being offended and being quiet, eventually settling for "smug bitch" which she probably thought was a happy medium. "But parking is so tricky around here", she said. I told her I didn't care, and that she could just walk. I might as well have pissed in her latte, the suggestion that she not drive her status symbol was ridiculous. I made another effort to inform her that she was, in fact, an ignorant arsehole. Both women adopted an amused, slightly condescending, look. When I told her I'd accept an apology but that it was clear she wasn't going to offer one, she walked off, still smiling.
I'm not really sure what I expected, probably some kind of acknowledgement that it's not really acceptable to park wherever you like just to save yourself some effort regardless of the difficulties and dangers your actions pose for others. What I got was very much an attitude that it really is acceptable and I have no doubt that the same person will do the very same again without a second thought. Horrible women.