I am tired.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Don't worry about it
Dear Ib and Beer, you guys check here faithfully to see if I have anything to say. Don't worry about it. I'll let you know if I have time to revive my blog. Yesterday I spent three hours in an endless convoy of Armadas, Escalades and Titans. I mean it, one gigantic personal vehicle after another. Each one with an angry looking white man at the wheel and no one else on board. In three hours we were able to drive 65 miles. Lucky they had those powerful engines. Even luckier they had those gigantic gas tanks. I'm no automotive puritan. I don't subscribe to the religion of consumer holiness. There's a lot of consumer self righteousness around here, and I have no more use for it than I have for other kinds of self righteousness, but it does seem a little bit silly to spend $50,000.00 for a 7,000 pound truck with a 350 horsepower engine, just so you can drive 15 or 20 miles an hour. If I wasn't being paid, and some hefty overtime money at that, there is no fucking way you would have gotten me out on that freeway, but there they were, hundreds of thousands of them all claiming their little piece of 3 northbound lanes.
Posted by Your driver at 8:05 AM