One of the great things about small town Texas is drivers are far more courteous. That kind of asshole shit goes hand in hand with large cities which is yet one more reason to avoid overpopulated Democrat hellholes. Don’t get me wrong, people here love to open up on our long flat highways. And you do still have the kind that will ride your bumper, but far fewer, and even then it’s with less aggression.
There might be a lot of reasons this is so. For one thing, there’s a high chance the other driver is armed. That breeds politeness. Another, there’s a greater chance you know the person from somewhere and wouldn’t it be awkward if the driver you just pissed off ended up being your waiter at the restaurant?
But the biggest reason has got to be simply less congestion and no chronic frustration going from point A to B. You don’t get impatient because fewer cars means more room and you don’t then see every one of them as an obstacle.
In NC we noticed a huge increase in rude driving when all the Yankees started moving in. We associated rude driving with being from “up north” but I think it comes from driving in big cities and congested conditions. You kind of have to do rude things like pull in front of people or you would never get out onto a road or change lanes. But I don’t know if living in big cities does something to your personality to make you more of an asshole.
I guess I’ve got to defend the rude Yankees driving in the south.
I lived in Charlotte 2000-2006. There was literally nothing more maddening to me than having the southern bells and slow motion southerners sitting in a left turn lane, take 5-10 seconds to acknowledge the light turned green, take their foot off the brake, and then think about completing that left hand turn, even though THERE WERE 10 OTHER CARS BEHIND THEM WAITING TO MAKE THE FUCKING LIGHT.
Then if I hit the horn, which I did, they would take great, horrific offense of using the tool that automakers provided us to get someone’s attention. So instead of moving their ass, they would stop and raise their hands and/or flip me off.
Time after time after time after time a left hand turn would result in 1 or 2 cars making it through the light instead of the 10-12 cars sitting there, trying to get to work or home.
I hated Charlotte.