the unnecessary usage of j-brakes, why????

It also scares deer out of the way.

 

If I'm trying not to hit you, you will completely love my jakes. They are made to help a heavy truck not run over your #@s.

 

Back in the "good old days" very few trucks had jakes and after reading these post, I believe most on here could never had made it as a truck driver back in the "good old days".

 

Bull! Most deer arent even scared of an air horn! Deer don't give a ####! They think they're more important than everything else!! That's why they J walk all the time, instead of crossing where the signs tell them to. If they just crossed where the signs told them to, there wouldn't be so many deer getting run into!

 

Most aren't making it now. Shifting is a lost art, courtesy is gone, & if they can actually back a trailer to a dock, they think they are a super trucker and get to graduate their 6 week course and think they know it all. I would like to see them back a truck under a loader in the woods in the dark. Most new drivers think they are off roading when they are in a bumpy truck stop. Pssshh

 

Sooo many days, sooo little time.
What a difference a day makes.
Day to day.
Day in and day out.
Here today, gone tomorrow.
A day late and a dollar short.
In my day.
Back in the day.
Day's gone by.
And, ...........................................
"The good old days."

Ever since I can remember, folks have been making references to "the good old days", usually when comparing how things are now-a-daze to the way things were in daze-gone-bye-bye. A space in time we occupied during our youthful days when life was much newer to us and first time experiences were more common. Having survived the experiences encountered during "the good old days", is an accomplishment often rewarded with knowledge gained and the resulting confidence that goes with it.

Every age group in every generation make references to "the good old days", so it seems "the good old days" are never-ending, and must go on forever. Judging from the descriptions rendered during recollections of "the good old days" as described by folks with fifty, or more, years separating their ages, not everyone agrees with what was "good" about "the old days", --- or exactly when "the good old days" ceased to exist and transformed into what we know as "today, here and now". The real thing as real as it gets. Back in "the good old days", "today, here and now" was called "our future" or "the future", and has now become our "days of future, past and present".
For some, the changes are unexpected, unappreciated, and/or unwanted. For others, the changes may not have been expected, but turned out to be a pleasant surprise and appreciated enough to prefer the "here and now" over "the good old days." And the kicker is, those differing opinions could be held by identical twins born the same day, only minutes apart, --- grew up together in the same family and experienced the same adventures, highs and lows, and changing seasons of life.
Twin A sighs and laments about "the good old days" while
Twin B questions what was sooo "good" about "the good old days"?

Will those wannaBees of today, who've become newBees who will make their way into the Big truck truckin' industry look back upon today and some tomorrows as "the good old days"?
Or will they wonder what was sooo "good" about "the good old days"?

 

The only answer I can give to that is, well, we climbed up out of the primordial swamp and it's all been downhill ever since. Man, that swamp was nice.

 

I use the engine brake in town after I've had a few close cutins by rushed 4 wheelers just to make some noise and say "Hey MF I'm here, give me room. RESPECT my space!" The same reason Harley riders have loud pipes.

 

I could care less about what a deer thinks. Our Western region safety man told us, "Just hit the ##### deer. Don't even slow down." Too many drivers try to out think an unpredictable pest. They should be hunted 24/7/365 to thin them out, too.

 

Heck; 30 years ago even some military trucks had jakes. I have driven only a few trucks without jakes.