Driver #1 is drunk and high, driver #2 is just drunk. They both make the poor decision to get behind the wheel of their respective cars and go driving. Too often in this situation one or both of them will come in contact with some innocent person and everyone’s lives change forever. However in this instance there was a bit of poetic justice in action since they both happened upon the same road heading towards each other. Then Driver #1 proceeded to swerve into Driver #2’s lane and they collided head on and both were arrested for driving under the influence. This is how it should occur. Too many other people have paid a terrible price for poor judgments induced by substance abuse. We all have problems; we just shouldn’t make others suffer for them. I basically don’t feel sorry for either of them; they didn’t belong on the road no matter how much their altered minds rationalized it. So hopefully while on the road to recovery from their respective injuries, they’ll tackle their addictions also.

In my spouse’s encounter with a drunk, they were driving down the middle lane of a three lane highway, in the middle of a bright sun shinny day, in the middle of the week, when the drunk drove up their butt, and then somehow ended up in front of them before veering off into the woods and hitting a tree (I have video). Luckily my spouse and their mother weren’t hurt, but it could have been much worst.

On another occasion (from my ambulance days) the police arrived on the scene to find the drunk beating the man he had just killed because they “damaged his car”. The man was only driving to the high school to pick up his daughter. He died on a cold night by himself and she was left to wonder where her dad was? She was probably getting upset that he was late, what kind of guilt might she have gone through when she found out what really happen? How would you even console this child? The police then arrested and escorted the drunk politely to their patrol car, yea right.

I responded to yet another accident involving a drunk. This guy drove a 70’s era Chevy Monte Carlo into a telephone pole; hit it dead center in the front of the car. There were no brake marks on the road and the police figured he was doing at least 40mph when he hit it. When we arrived he was conscious and sitting behind the wheel of his car with a good size cut on his forehead. One of the fireman noticed blood on the passenger seat and when we asked the drunk if anyone else was in the car with him, he answered “I think my girlfriend”? So believing his girlfriend was ejected out of the car a massive search ensued. But this guy was so drunk he never really gave a clear answer if she was in the car, it turns out she wasn’t. Best we could figure was; when he hit the pole, he cut open his head and then became unconscious for a short period with his head landing on the passenger seat, thus the blood. So at least he didn’t hurt anyone.

While I was wrapping his head in a bandage he looked at the telephone pole swinging in the wind and asked if he had done that, I answered yes you did, and then he said, I sure hope I didn’t damage the car. I later learned that he was driving a company car and he was suing his employer because he claimed they gave him a car with faulty brakes and he did nothing to cause the accident, ah delusions are a wonderful thing.

Basically I have no compassion for people who do this and I would rather be in my Cabin In The Woods in denial (for that’s healthy). Intellectually I understand they have problems, ones they might or can’t control. Emotionally I have no sympathy and by them ruining an innocent bystander’s lives, it can’t and shouldn’t be excused because of their substance abuse problems. I don’t drink or do illegal drugs because I’ve seen what does happen when you do and I’m afraid, with my family history (alcoholism), that if I do, I would lose control and be the cause of something terrible. So I abstain, if only others could.