Auntie Charo's Soapbox

I don't know how, it didn't seem like such a busy day, at least not on the back road to Andersen, A.F.B. on Rte. 15., but then, that's the best time to SPEED!!!
So today, someone was either on speed or was testing motorcycle's speed or crossing the road and not speedy enough, not sure which, but one person was killed on that horrible road that calls for souls several times a year. One life was taken not many days ago not far from that very road near Price Elementary School a few days ago when a man became a flying object when the pick-up bed he was being transported on came to a sudden stop on another vehicle propelled him into the air and cracked his skull and killed him. (I'm being deliberate, hoping you'll read this and call your favorite senator and tell him/er to create a law that bans human beings and or live animals from being transported in the back of pickups. Maybe if I could describe what brain matter looked like when it has to be scraped off the sidewalk people would think before they climbed on the bed of a pick-up!)
So, how is it that on a beautiful paradise island, one guy gets shot and killed and another riding a motor bike on a long and narrow back road die for absolutely no reason. I know someone who doesn't have very long to live who'd love to have had the years left on either of those two lives who were cut short because of bad choices, two men dying on that road on the same week's kinda awful. Kinda makes you wonder what the hurry's all about! The island's only about 30 miles long about 8 miles wide...what the heck's the hurry, Guam time, even if you're late, you're early..it's getting there that counts.