I saw my commuting nitemare yesterday that made me flipout. I admit that I tend to be part of the helmet police, but only in my head. I never outwardly scold anyone. Everyone makes their own choices.
I started the day w/ an argument w/ my own parents on safety. My dad just had glaucoma surgery a few weeks ago and refuses to follow doctor's orders to rest. (And he's a retired doctor to boot.) As a result, he can't drive safely. So we drop off our 2 year old for a grandparent visit at McD's so they can walk her back to their house. My dad drives up, saying it's not OK for him on the freeway but it is OK to drive a few blocks w/ my little girl. I pretty much lose my s*#t. We drive all of them back to their house...
Later on, I'm driving in my car and see a guy riding, pulling a trailer. He's got no helmet, which seems to be common w/ casual riders in our neighborhood. I look at the trailer and wonder why it looks strange. It's not a trailer, it's a jog stroller. All right, so he adds a flag for safety, but useless. He took off the front wheel and jury rigged it to the rear wheel of his bike. At first, I think, hey, pretty clever. Then I think, what an idiot. If he flips, so does the jogger. In the jogger is a what appears to be a 6 month old child, happy to be out, but WITHOUT a helmet. (In California, 16 and under must have a helmet.) Trailing him is his wife, smiling, w/ no helmet.
I almost turned the car around but didn't. Hopefully, that child will outlive his/her stupid parents.
I told my wife this story. She used to do psych assessments for victims in a hospital's head and trauma division. She lost it too.