I have discovered the root of all evil.
It is not religion.
It is not television.
It is the automobile.
People in cars are mean, angry, overstimulated, heedless humans. They speed, drive recklessly, follow too closely and are thoroughly convinced of their own uber-importance. Being sheathed in hundreds of pounds of metal and glass makes them feel invincible and as though they’ve been granted a free pass from civility. People who, as indicated by their bumper sticker choices, are in other realms reasonable and thoughtful behave boorishly and with appalling manners. Despite clear evidence of the dangers of their ways (shattered glass and tail lights littering the side of the road, deep black tire marks ending abruptly on the pavement), they careen about impatiently and irrationally.
We’ve been given this ability to go FAST, in our personal petroleum bubbles, and it has turned us into horrible, horrible people.
I’ve taken to driving 2 miles under the speed limit wherever I go.