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So on today’s episode of Everybody Is Crazy And They Don’t Even Know It, we have a woman who is appalled, appalled, that nobody stopped at the side of a busy State Route to help her scrape up a dead cat which may or may not have been hers.
Now, I have scraped up more than a few dead animals in my time. But only because they’re, oh, say, blocking my driveway, or within stink radius of my home.
Sometimes you gotta do what ya gotta do.
This woman’s post about her exercise on the berm of an incredibly busy road spawned many, many tales of amateur carcass removal and how this is somehow a symptom of the general decline of civilization, which then devolved into stories about people laying across sidewalks and getting mad if you asked them if they needed help.
I have questions.
First of all, I’m amazed that nobody blamed Biden for the dead cat.
The replies were the usual, “Well, you can’t stop for anybody anymore because you might get shot.” Which is also known as the “Why I don’t have to take the time or effort to help anybody for any reason” excuse.
See, there is an upside to gun violence in America.
Second in line were the “You might get sued” excuses — always a favorite.
Somehow nobody has spoken up with the obvious reasons for the lack of deceased feline aid, or DFA, and those are:
(A) Nobody wants to help a crazy person scrape a dead cat off the highway;
(B) THIS IS WHAT THE HIGHWAY DEPARTMENT IS FOR.
Oh. My. God.
I know it’s not a great job, and I feel for the guys, but they’re county or state employees and they’re getting PERS and health benefits and vacation and overtime, so my heart isn’t exactly breaking every time I call them to come get a dead deer by the side of the road.
And the highway guys have all this fun stuff that they love to use. Like PPE, and big orange cones (which I really want to steal — no idea what…