I once was rushing to the subway, in NYC, after midnight. The train stood in the station, doors closed, and the train operator saw me. He could have opened the doors, but he didn’t. A few moments later, he did what he is supposed to do: start the train and try to keep on schedule. I flipped him the bird. I was angry. The next train was 20 minutes or more away.
As his car passed me, I heard him say: “Oh, that really hurts me.”
Too bad our police officers do not think the same way. For some reason, it really does hurt them if you blow off steam by raising your middle finger in anger.
One of the most recent, unfortunate angry flying fingers has fated an Oregon man to appear in court this month to see if his civil right lawsuit in Clackamas County will be dismissed.
Meanwhile, this must be the definitive work on middle finger madness: 83 pages by Ira P. Robbins.
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