If you stand back and actually think about it for a minute, driving nowadays is an absolute nightmare. We have been peddled a myth that the motor car represents Freedom – that we need it to truly experience liberty. The adverts show happy, sexy , young people ripping along pristine ribbons of tarmac on mountains, in deserts, and in the outback – no-one else in sight. No crowds. Just you and the open road. Buy the Nissan Micra – the ads say – and you will become Kerouac. You will become an adventurer. You will be a maverick.
What is the reality though? Traffic jams and roadworks. Old apple cores in the footwell. Electric windows that don’t quite work. I suspect that I could have more of an adventure – and experience more solitude – if I took a five minute stroll from my house to the little patch of woodland that no=one ever visits.
I don’t though. I jump in my car and go to the shops.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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