Ba Đình, Hanoi – Experts of varying discipline gathered in
the capital today to academically gasp in amazement at the continued survival
of the Socialist Republic of Vietnam, in spite of the introduction of
four-wheeled death machines to the sovereign state’s roads.
Noting that the Vietnamese language was yet to create a term
for a “turning circle,” esteemed anthropologists, humanitarians, linguists and
sociologists exclaimed their shock at the continued survival of the Vietnamese
people, following their masochistic proclivity for steel death cabins they have
no control over.
“Honestly, we foresaw massive sustained casualties across
this great nation when a foreign species of vehicle was introduced to the
fragile ecosystem of Vietnamese roads, but now – with only one road death every
hour – we feel nothing if not humbled by the aptitude of Vietnamese motorists,”
sighed top vehicle-ologist Kim Loại Xoắn.
“I shit you not, all of our studies pointed to the complete
extinction of Vietnamese way of life when cars took to these delicate roads –
we calculated that such girthy vehicles, coupled with the average national
spatial awareness, which we measured in emojis used per text message, would
result in nothing but catastrophe,” added Kim, who admitted, none of the data
his team had modelled backed up the continued existence of Vietnamese people
after the advent of the car
Although nationalistic critics have been quick to intervene
on social media, taking to the Ethernet with the frenzied rabidity one would
expect in a one-party state, anyone with any experience of driving outside of
Vietnam acknowledges that it is through sheer miracle alone that any of the 96
million inhabitants of this country have survived.
“I get it, cars make you look important and probably do
something for penile compensation, but if you don’t know how to operate such
machinery – well, this is why you have to be 18 to buy a gun where I’m from,”
exclaimed long-time driver and first-time visitor to Vietnam, Zach McCracken.
The 24-year-old American was initially disturbed by what he
perceived as a lack of cars on the road, but after just seven hours, McCracken became
a devout convert and launched a Kickstarter campaign to prevent the import of
American cars to Vietnamese roads.
“Shit man, it’s like that old Playstation game, Demolition
Derby, ‘cept most of the players have only got bikes and small children to
protect them when BAM! – in comes some fuckin’ dude cruising about in fuckin’
paramilitary APC – shit’s whack!” stated the American, before pre-emptively
posting “#ThoughtsAndPrayers” lest another mass shooting occur back home while
he proceeded to get blackout drunk at a local bia hoi.
Ever seeking to stick a crowbar of justice between the
extremes that divide us, The Durian delved
deeper into Vietnam’s self-titled “Carmageddon” to uncover the true facts.
The nation’s ability to not only survive, but thrive in an
environment that has been rapidly overtaken by Neolithic fuckwits with far more
money than automotive ability has left international onlookers stunned, yet
seemingly this aggressive breed of cashed-up Yuppie has more than infiltrated a
new environment.
It has become the new environment.
“I learned how to drive from my father – well, him and his
bodyguard,” explains nouveau riche shit-sack and probably future parliamentarian,
Nguyen Tiền Lồn.
“I make the vroom-vroom go fast-fast I do, but only when I’m
on the phone cause indicators are just part of the Western idealism that
festers in our nation’s heart,” exclaimed the well-to-do soon-to-be road death
statistic.
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