Would the world be better off without the confining rules of
the road? Most certainly not! [anthypophora] What would ensue would be
detrimental to everyone, drivers and walkers alike [division]. Chaos, danger,
blaming! [asyndeton] That is what would happen.
This Thanksgiving, I am grateful for the rules that guide
road conduct. I’m am grateful for the happy green lights [personification], the
cautious yellows [metonymy], and the warning reds. I am grateful for the yield
signs and right of way laws that allow me to get to and from work without
question about who can drive, where, and when.
I am grateful for clarifying ambiguity, the ability to
correctly place blame in the instance of collision, and for the steps that keep
me safe and sound and free from the guilt of causing an accident. It is no
small thing to get into an accident and be unsure about fault [litotes]. With
all the gazillion [hyperbole] idiotic things that I see happen on the road WITH
the laws, I would hate to see what would happen without them!
If I had the choice of any car, I would not be driving my
frail, little, and old Geo Metro, Leonard, but as it is, he’s all I’ve got and
I’m glad to know that I am a bit more [degree] safe because of the laws.

