Well, it's that time of year again…a car pulls out in front of me and I shoot them some Wileydog death rays, but it doesn't stop them. The glare doesn't work in the dark. And as I discovered on my commute on Belt Street one day, it doesn't penetrate frosted windows in the morning light, either. A wagon with the windshield and passenger window mostly iced over started to pull out in front of me. I glared at them - hopefully you never experience it as it can scar for life - and they didn't stop. What?
So I opened my mouth and somewhere from the depths - it startled even me - came a deep full throated 'HEY'! The Wileydog Banshee Yell. They stopped dead in their tracks and let me go by.
I've got to be careful with this yell. My wife and I were walking in downtown Portland a couple weeks ago, about to step into the crosswalk (walk sign was on) when a car creeped into it. The driver was looking the other way for traffic so I just naturally yelled "HEY!". They stopped, but I startled Debbie, too, and probably everybody within a half city block. It might have been a little overkill in this case. Best to save it for emergencies.