Thailand: Random Road signs and the demise of Darwinism.
It seems the world has gone crazy; the sky is falling in and we should repent for the end is nigh or so many would have us mere mortals believe. You can’t really escape it, for today we have warning signs on just about everything. Poor old Charles Darwin would roll over in his grave if he saw the mollycoddling of today’s society as we attempt to negate Darwinism.
If you’re not familiar with Darwin’s theory of evolution, then perhaps you are indeed a living example of why we live in a world of cancel culture and fluffiness. A world where we have dumbed it down so much that we now need ‘Do not drink’ warning labels on bottles of Draino (a caustic acid cleaning product). Put simply, where has all the common dog fuck (CDF) gone?
Now having said that, living in Thailand for the past 8 months and riding a big motorcycle one learns pretty damn quickly to apply liberal doses of CDF in one’s ability to safely navigate the arguably loose rule based society that governs the roads here and beyond.
But even I’ve started to notice random warning signs that are comical in nature and leave one with the thought. Just how many times does this negative outcome have to happen before someone officially goes yeah, we better put a warning sign here to diminish the occurrences of this given tragic outcome. I can’t but help feel this may be a touch of the western cultural influence creeping in. Or maybe it simply is further evidence of the erosion of Darwinism to human society as a whole? I guess we’ll never really know.
This collage of pictures is just some of the funnier and more random road and warning signs that I encountered on a recent 3000 kilometre, month long solo trip around Thailand.
I had a blast on this trip, and it was just what the doctor ordered. Travelling solo for the first time in many years was exhilarating and defiantly out of my comfort zone. In search of something. You don’t really know what, where or why you’re doing it. But you just want to keep doing it, pushing your boundaries, and living outside of your comfort zone. I guess to me this was one small journey of self-discovery within a quest for divine guidance as I look for the future direction of my next adventures. If I had to describe it, it was a feeling like I was in my very own roadrunner cartoon show, and I starred as Wile E. Coyote. Never really succeeding but never giving up, just metaphorically chasing the Holy Grail of dreams
So, after a month on the road, chalked up an amazing array of experiences and met some amazing people, I look forward to sharing it all with you. I’m still no closer to finding the meaning of life or next week’s lottery number for that matter but then again is anyone.
What I did find out is that it all gets easier after you take the first step, you adapt. You overcome with varying degrees of success and with hundreds of kilometres on the road to travel reflecting upon it invariably leads you to the next opportune moment in life. Sharing that in a logical manner will be the hard part but I’m sure I’ll work something out. Stay tuned for more meanderthal adventures.