People who don't know how to keep their giant 4wd trucks on their own side of the road should not be allowed to drive.
People who tailgate on the outer road where the speed limit is 45 should just hop over 50 feet onto the divided highway where they can go faster...or not be allowed to drive.
People who turn on their brights when approaching you, even though your lights are on dim, should be rewarded with their own taste of your bright lights, (because two blind people driving at each other makes it fair), and then not be allowed to drive.
People who pull out in front of you from The Devil's Playground at 7:15 a.m. deserve the throw-up-the-hands gesture that you give them as you barrel towards them, and then deserve to not be allowed to drive.
People who pull out in front of you from Casey's General Store at 4:45 p.m. and proceed to drive 20 mph in a 30 mph zone while running the entire right half of their Chevy Caprice onto the shoulder are most likely drunk, and deserve a night in the slammer, an intervention, and to not be allowed to drive.
Let's make this simple: Except for Mrs. Hillbilly Mom, nobody should be allowed to drive. They should, however, keep paying taxes so Mrs. HM can have nice roads to drive on. In her preposition-ending-sentence-mobile.