Yesterday I walked to the summit of East Lomond a beautiful little mountain just at the back of my house. It is a fairly steep walk but normally a walk worthy of the time and effort because of the stunning views at the top. From my front door to the summit point is exactly three and a half miles.
There is a road runs up to a high carpark where a great many people drive up to to enjoy the views from there and that is marvellous for those unable to make the walk to that height. Normally this is never a problem yesterday it was chaotic. From about halfway up there was cars that had been able to reach the carpark parked in the passing places that straddle the road the whole way up. The road you see is only the width of one car.
The actions of those who had parked in the passing places meant that cars were ending up stuck in the ditches at the side while trying to let cars pass on the downward journey. There were many angry and irate motorists all going nowhere.
One man who had walked from the bottom was being screamed at by motorists who thought he was one who had parked at the side in a passing place.
It is sad that we now have so many people who only see life from their own desired perspective. They wanted to reach the car park area or maybe even go the full distance and make the final push to the summit. They never thought through the full results of their actions, or maybe did and just did not care.
It would be good if we could all just think of others a bit more. I am sure many reading this will remember the days when we all did. Like when every householder cleared their own paths and the pavement of snow. If some older person was unable then the neighbours did it. Now we complain to local government when the pavement become slippery.
I am sure there is another side to all of this but I just fail to see it.
There is a lovely humorous story that kinds of makes the point of us seeing things from the standpoint of another.