• BigMoe@lemmy.zip
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    11 months ago

    Yep, can verify. I live in Utah too, and that’s not all. Go to Utah county if you want to be constantly tailgated (no matter how fast you go), and Ogden is great if you love j walking (lived in inner city Ogden for years and it’s like a past time or something). Ogden is the only place I’ve been where I have sat at a red light and as soon as it turned green someone started walking across the street in front of me…someone she had been standing at he light. It’s happened to me twice, both times in Ogden.

    Utah has some pretty good roads, but not the best drivers (I may or may not be included in that)

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      11 months ago

      My cousin in Salt Lake would complain about the slower, bigger, and more full of kids in the SUV, the more likely they are to stay in the passing lane.

      The Utah County part strikes me as odd. They’re like my go-to mnemonic/metonym when I want to imagine a US county that values non-individialism and social cohesion no matter the emotional cost. Maybe they value social cohesion and bumper-to-bumper cohesion equally. Hmm.

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      11 months ago

      That’s true in Salt lake also, constantly tailgated even though I go about 5 miles faster than the speed limit. I realize to a Utahn that’s intolerably slow, but what really is irksome is that they are too stupid to understand the peril of tailgating someone like me, who is prone to slamming on the brakes just to see if they go flying through their own windshield.

      As soon as they started putting TRAX (our public train transport) into place, my prediction was Utahns would be too dumb to get out of the way of the trains. And every day there’s another story about a person who got run down by a Trax train because they ignored the warning lights or just didn’t look to see if a train was barreling down on them.

      But you’re more lucky than I, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a ‘good’ driver anywhere in Utah.