Come the revolution...

Of all the forms of pond-life infecting our roads, the lowest form of all are the queuejumpers. These are the scum for which the hard shoulder was built, who's rush is greater than ours, and whose status places them above the constraints of simple courtesy and such irrelevances as the rules of the road. No, these demigods exist in a universe where it is somehow acceptable to drive down the outside of a regularly formed queue, and squeeze into a non-existent space at the last moment before a kerb or junction prevents it. So the rest of the queue is held up to accommodate these arrogant fools, and they in turn succeed only in reaching the back of the next jam 20 seconds further up the road.

You will find an excellent example of such greedy selfishness at the traffic lights between The Greens and Al Barsha, just past Jebel Ali Racecourse roundabout. Residents of the Greens/lakes/Springs/Meadows know it well, particuarly the current Salik-inspired chaos resulting from the diversion of all the trucks and concrete lorries using utterly unsuitable minor roads to avoid the toll. Every morning, there is a reasonably well behaved line of traffic waiting patietly to cross the junction, and at it's head, three or four white minibuses attempting to barge their way to the head of the queue.

Except today was different.

Today, my long-standing wish was granted, and a Dubai Police patrol car was parked on the sand opposite the point at which the numpties normally try to force their way in. It is with considerable schadenfreudde that I watched the antics of the regular jumpers, either swerving suddenly into line at the back of the queue (thereby demonstrating that the do actually know perfectly well that their normal behaviour is compeletely unacceptable), or better, cruising discomfitedly round the bend and off in the direction of Al Khail Road, a 4km diversion at least.

Let's hope our Boys in Green are back in place tomorrow!