Evening star., 1941-08-05

Have you ever admitted (other
than to YOURSELF that If you had
been bit more careful the accident
could have been avoided?
Neither have I, pal. Let's shake.
You and I are always way over
In the right line, aren't we? We
never go over the speed limit, either,
do we? We always have our eyes on
the road, too, and have yet to make
turn without sticking out our
hands. We're the first to dim our
lights and the first to take it easy
when the road is slippery or there is
sharp turn ahead. You'd never
find us tearing up to red light and
slamming on the brakes.
But that "other fellow" is the
biggest darn fool.
Only yesterday this fact was
brought home to me again.
A friend borrowed my car to 60 to
the ball game. When he came back
the two front tenders were all
crumpled. Before he started ex-
planning I knew what had hap
pened. That confounded other fell
low" was to blame again. I was
right.
II was coming up Fifth avenue
he said, "iust barely creeping along,
when this other fellow in front Of me
decided for no reason at all to stop.
II had"
But interrupted him.
IT know Just the spot you were
in," I said. "I can tell you were just
creeping along by the fact that the
front of the car is only half smashed
in. And If you had turned right or
left you would have been much
worse of. You made the right de-
cision. And I'll bet you this, too;
the other fellow got out of his car
and said you were wrong, didn't hep
Ny friend looked at me as If
were clairvoyant.
He sure did, and was I burned
UP. Said I was going too fast, and
didn't see the red light. The big
fool"
That's one Of the worst things
about "the other fellow"
He never has the brains to see
that you are completely in the right,
and has the audacity to argue with
you and me. He can't seem to get
1t through his head that drivers like
you and don't make mistakes, that
we don't take chances, and are good
enough drivers to drive at Indian
apolis If we only had the time.
But, boy, do we get our revenge
when we tell our friends or the
garageman about the accident. We
lay the "other fellow" out for fair.
His ears would burn II he could
hear the things we call him.
The other fellow" is a stupid oaf
that shouldn't be driving a kiddie
kar. He's a blind so-an-so who
shouldn't be allowed on the high
ways.
Our friends always nod sympa-
thetically. They understand. They
too have had trouble with the "other
fellow" many q time. And they
when we sympathetically
listened to their stories Of automo-
bile mixups which so obviously were
not their fault.
The number Of automobile acci-
dents in this country each year is
1t constitutes q major
problem.
It seems to me that 1t could be
solved so easily. All that needs to
be done is to locate and isolate that
menace, the "other fel-
low," who is constantly sneaking up
On you and me and causing an acci-
dent.
He does have q name. He does
nave license plates, and q drivers
license.
So how on earth does he elude
detection and detentior7
It can't be that the "other fellow"
thinks Of us as the other fellow"
It isn't possible, Is 1t, that he tells
his friends and his garageman that
re are the "other fellow?
Let us all meet somewhere and
perish the thought.
Distributed BY McNaught Syndicate, IneD