Try this test: get up at 6:30 a.m. and get into your car. Drive to downtown Charlottetown. Now drive gaily about downtown Charlottetown. Pause. Return to downtown Charlottetown at 5:05 p.m. and repeat.
Notice how when you are driving around downtown Charlottetown at 6:30 a.m. all of the lights change in perfect time to your driving? It as if the hand of God is waving you through.
Notice how at 5:50 p.m. you seem to hit every red light in town, as if Satan himself was conspiring to keep you frustrated?
I have a suspicion that the well-minded people who figure out when the lights should be red and when they should be green did their figuring in the dead of early morning, thus factoring out the deadening effect of traffic.
I’ll tell you one thing, when you’re zipping around town at 6:30 a.m. with God’s hands waving, driving feels like a special, magical thing.