Tesla fans know the rest of the song won’t fit my entry here today, but the first part does.
I don’t think anyone should be able to own his/her own personal car.
Strong statement, yes. But I believe it. If all the cities and towns had public transportation, life would be easier and safer.
Accidents would drop. Death by car accident would become an urban legend. No blood on the streets. No clean up crews. No pollution of the air, soil and water.
If you don’t agree with me (’cause you just love your independence, right?), you probably think public transportation is disgusting and full of only poor people and bums (if you live out in the Wild Wild West). Those of you who live in big cities in the eastern U.S. know public transportation is the easiest and most stress-free way to get to and from places. Those of you who live in hick towns in the East, well, I don’t know what you do. Maybe you have a little bus system, maybe not. Walk. Bike. Ride a horse (yes, people still do that for transportation).
The car-centricity of the U.S. disgusts people in other countries who value the world and who enjoy the benefits of public transportation: You can talk (quietly) on your cellphone without fear of traffic ticket or accident, you can read that book you ‘never have time for’, you can eat (non-messy things are best – food bars are good), play on your personal game system, talk to a buddy or kiss your lover. You could put on make-up (depending on mode of transport, that is), go off to La-La-Land in your mind, meditate, work on your laptop, listen to music on your iWhatever or maybe, shock of all shocks, get to know another human being with whom you have no business or familial relationship. Share a good joke, talk politics (no fist-fights, please, we can all ‘agree to disagree’ – a phrase I personally loathe, if only because it’s used so much), offer advice to someone who seems down, receive advice from someone who looks like a wise person, unload your odd personal thoughts to someone who is a good listener or be a good listener.
Plus, if you’re a writer, public transportation is a goldmine of ideas and stories. You can listen in on conversations (not obviously, of course – then you’re just that creepy dude who stares all the time) and describe what you see, smell and feel around you. You could meet an old lady who has lived an extraordinary life, but nobody has bothered to listen to her story, except maybe her family.
Now, you may think I’m a regular pubtrans rider, but I’m not. I used to be (back when my ex took the car when we were splitting up…bastard – I had our kid, but no regular ride to doctor appointments or to work or babysitters), but I own a car right now. A mini-SUV, even.
I’d give it up in a second, if public transportation were good enough in my city.
Here (city of about a million people out West), it’s sort of an afterthought…something you do for the poor and unfortunate, like food drives or free flu shots or free Thanksgiving dinners for the homeless. If I could get across the city in less than 1 1/2 hours on pubtrans (like say, 1/2 an hour? The city isn’t that wide), I’d sell my car off to whomever wanted to disassemble it for recycling. Or just give it to a recycler.
If only there were more people who could see the benefits. If only our governments would spring for the cost of changing the way we get around. If only we, the people, who pay our taxes, would demand it from our governments, then maybe it could be done.
Europe does quite well, except where they’re trying to act American (fast food, cars, couch-potato-ism). So does New York City. So does Toronto, Ontario, Canada.
Think about it, folks. Even if you’re not a tree-huggin’ veggie-lovin’ Earth-Day attendin’ hippie type, you gotta agree with some of what I said. None of us ever have time to do stuff we like…we spend a bunch of it every day, sitting at traffic lights and trying to get around the old man who should have hung up his keys a decade and a half ago.
So, take your time back. Ride the bus or the subway or the lightrail train. It’s good for you and everyone else. Win-win, right?