Drive forward to the yellow line and then stop.

Why!?

We could see no reason.

However the uniform, the expressionless taught face and the automatic weapon suggested we’d best comply.

Only greater apparent might and the sense of officious inhuman existence tends to cause the needle to move toward blind obedience.

The next day, in the mountains we yodelled, sang, sprang and delighted everyone we met with a fully human smile, an ear for their concerns and warmth that sizzled!

We think we restored the world to a healthy place once again!