I'm driving down the two-lane road near my house yesterday as I often do. Both hands on the wheel - just driving - as I should. Then I see him. A guy in a Honda Accord, looking down at his phone, half of his car over the line in my lane, coming straight at me. Speed of closure is about 70 MPH. I lay on the horn as I swerve to my right and that snaps him out of his texting stupor and he weaves back to his side of the road, nearly going off the road on his side. We pass Port to Port as we should, and I try not to scream at the top of my lungs at the moron who could have killed me. Unpuckered now, and back on my way I continue, hoping he doesn't kill the next guy down the road. I have a friend who is nearly exactly my age, who wasn't so lucky two years ago. He ended up going in a ditch and flipping his car to avoid someone who was fully in his lane, texting and paying no attention. He has been a paraplegic ever since. He can't feel anything below his chest, he has trouble maintaining the correct body temperature, he needs help just to cough, sometimes his blood pressure spikes or drops so low he gets dizzy. His life was irreparably altered by an idiot texting on a cell phone. People talk about "gun violence" all the time, and want to impose more legislation, but you don't hear about anyone clamoring for the death penalty for clowns who kill or maim people by making a choice to do something other than concentrating on driving (which is dangerous enough when people are paying attention). This "phone violence" has to stop. I have a very short drive to the office in the morning. It takes me about 13 minutes. In those minutes, I can typically spot at least ten drivers looking at their phones while driving. Please, don't text while driving. It's stupid, irresponsible, and should be considered more like an actual crime (rather than a small fine) in all 50 states. Alaska gets it though, they may not make it a felony, but the fine is $10,000. If it was victimless (like this woman who plunges into a fountain) I wouldn't care. Heck, if the plunging-into-the-fountain thing happened with regularity, I would get a lawn chair and hold up score cards (ala the Olympics) for particularly worthy feats of stupidity. That sort of thing would be entertaining.