Theory of Red Lights

So I read the Parable of the Gong on the blog Hoopla. The blog is written by the Baron Von Hoopla who is of the Discordian persuasion. Follows is a cut of the larger parable:

“Bureaucracy,” said Nopants, “is waiting for a red traffic light in the middle of the night when no one is coming.”


Across space and time, a gong sounded.


Golden Rod left the basement and returned to the real world, thoroughly confused. As he drove home, he ran five red lights. His mirth rose with each light. By the end of the voyage he was giggling like a ninny at his new found freedom.


Years went by and Golden Rod continued drive towards Aftermath. He rolled stop signs, blew through red lights, and opened his moon roof when there was danger of falling rocks.


“Sweet Merciful Ass!” cried out Bung-Fu the Fool as he clawed at the dashboard. “You’re gonna get us both killed!”


“I am self-emancipated from these mundane traffic laws,” cackled Golden Rod. “I am a harbinger of Aftermath!”


“Do you always drive like this?” said Bung-Fu as he buckled his seat belt.


Golden Rod nodded. "Always."


Meanwhile, the monk Nopants was wheeling his gong across the street towards his basement. He patiently waited for the light to turn red, then pushed the ponderous percussive instrument upon the pavement.


The collision made the exact sound of enlightenment.


After reading this it made me think of all the rules we follow that may serve a purpose but can be broken with out ill effect. I'm guilty of sitting at a red light in the middle of the night with no cars around. Would anything really have happened if I had ran it? What about leaving the tags on pillows and mattresses? And what about having to pour Beer that in a can with those nitrogen capsules into a glass? What would happen if i just drank it out of the can?

Hmmm, speaking of beer. Tis my last day of vacation. I think I should go have one. I'll leave you all to your own thoughts on what rules do we blindly follow and why exactly do we follow them?