Road Rage in Malaysia: Getting Worse or Just More Visible?

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Road Rage in Malaysia: Getting Worse or Just More Visible? “Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” — Buddha Let’s be honest about one thing: Malaysians are very polite people — until we sit behind the steering wheel. Then suddenly, we transform from “boss, sorry boss, after you boss” into Formula 1 drivers with anger management issues. So the question is: Is road rage in Malaysia getting worse, or is it just more visible now because everyone has a dashcam and a smartphone? Short answer? Both. And also because many people drive like their brain is on airplane mode. You’ve seen it. I’ve seen it. Everyone has seen it. The guy who cuts three lanes without signal like he’s Moses parting the Red Sea. The driver who tailgates you so close you can read his IC number. The abang who drives 60 km/h in the fast lane like he bought the highway. The Myvi that appears in your rearview mirror out of nowhere like a boss-level video game...

The Art of Complaining About Traffic While Driving Like a Maniac


The Art of Complaining About Traffic While Driving Like a Maniac

There is a very special type of human being that exists in every country, every city, every highway, every morning and every evening. This person is angry about traffic.

Not mildly annoyed. Not slightly frustrated. No — this person is personally offended that other human beings also need to use the same road at the same time.

But here is the interesting part: this same person who complains about traffic is traffic.

The Main Character of the Highway

These drivers believe they are the main character and everyone else is just a side character with a slower car and worse life decisions.

They say things like:

  • “Why is everyone so slow?”
  • “Why is there so much traffic?”
  • “People don’t know how to drive!”
  • “Move!”
  • “Idiot!”

Meanwhile, they are:

  • Switching lanes every 12 seconds
  • Not using signal
  • Driving 140 km/h in a 90 zone
  • Tailgating like they are magnetically attached
  • Braking late like it’s a racing competition
  • Using the emergency lane like it’s a VIP lane
  • Checking phone at traffic lights but honking when the car in front takes 0.8 seconds to move

But in their mind, they are not the problem. They are the victim.

The Lane-Switching Fantasy

There is a psychological belief that the lane next to you is always faster. Always. Without fail. If you are in the left lane, the right lane is faster. If you move to the right lane, suddenly the left lane becomes faster.

So what do people do? They keep switching lanes like a confused squirrel trying to cross a highway.

Statistically, all this aggressive lane switching saves maybe 2–3 minutes, but increases stress levels, accident risk, fuel consumption, and blood pressure by 300%.

Congratulations. You risked your life to arrive at the same red light slightly earlier than the person you hate.

The Traffic Complainer Starter Pack

You will recognize this person easily. They usually:

  • Complain about traffic every day
  • Leave the house late every day
  • Drive aggressively every day
  • Are stressed every day
  • Blame other drivers every day
  • Learn nothing every day

They don’t want solutions. They want someone to blame.

Because if traffic is the problem, then it’s not their fault for:

  • Leaving late
  • Living far from work
  • Not planning time
  • Driving like they are escaping a crime scene

The Great Irony

Here is the beautiful irony of traffic: everyone thinks other people are the traffic.

Nobody says:

“I am traffic. I am part of the problem. If I stay home, there will be less traffic.”

No. It’s always:

“Why are all these people on MY road?”

Your road? Did your father build the highway?

Final Reality Check

Traffic is not a personal attack.
Traffic is what happens when millions of people have the same schedule and everyone thinks they are more important than everyone else.

You are not stuck in traffic.

You are traffic.

And the guy driving like a maniac, switching lanes, tailgating, honking, complaining, flashing lights, and acting like the world is ending because cars are moving at 60 km/h instead of 90 km/h…

…is usually the same guy who later says:

“I hate traffic. It makes me so stressed.”

No, my friend.

Traffic did not make you stressed.

You brought the stress with you and installed it in the driver’s seat.



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