In
that peculiar way scorched-earthers have, it has been decided the
Toyota Prius is at the root of all they consider evil, and so must
heap scorn and derision upon it lest there one day be a greenhouse
gas shortage on planet Earth.
I
mean, just imagine the lines, right?
The
sour personality types who would feel this way about a car which
lessens a problem as opposed to contributing to it are, among other
things, tragically misguided.
They are tools of the corporation, the pathetic byproduct of marketing campaigns which have succeeded beyond anyone's wildest expectations at embedding between our ears the idea that we are what we own.
They are tools of the corporation, the pathetic byproduct of marketing campaigns which have succeeded beyond anyone's wildest expectations at embedding between our ears the idea that we are what we own.
Given
a choice between life and lifestyle, they obediently and dutifully
choose lifestyle. They
embrace that which those of us with functioning brains realize is
killing us.
The most obstinate call themselves coal rollers, and modify their vehicle's fuel delivery system to oversupply the engine, resulting in clouds of thick, black exhaust they jokingly refer to as Prius Repellent.
Their
desire to drive these vehicles is as juvenile as it is short-sighted.
But
the acting out doesn't stop there. They must
ridicule those actively participating in a better future. Social
media is the obvious choice, and the comments are staggering in their
ignorance.
One
remark which stood out was the response to a guy who enjoyed the
hushed responses of his hybrid, to which a (presumed) coal roller replied “Someone buy that dude a skirt.”
I
ask you: could the most ardent, man-hating feminist trivialize
men and masculinity so completely and so successfully?
Thanks,
bro.
Sure, the fantasy of being behind the wheel of a powerful
sports car as it zooms to one-hundred plus miles-per-hour is a
powerful one. It is one that has admittedly possessed this car lover for decades.
Yet
one has only to venture out onto our traffic-clogged streets to know
it is just that—a fantasy.
Where I live, it seems every resident is able to drive two or three cars simultaneously. The rage and frustration the ensuing congestion provokes isn't exactly conducive to good health or productivity.
Where I live, it seems every resident is able to drive two or three cars simultaneously. The rage and frustration the ensuing congestion provokes isn't exactly conducive to good health or productivity.
Given
this undeniable reality and the mountain of evidence supporting
global warming, we are left with little choice but to accept the
development and implementation of clean, autonomous cars if we are to have a future.
I'll
admit the better-to-die-on-your-feet-than-live-on-your-knees dynamic
has its applications. But is unswerving allegiance to the internal
combustion engine really one of them?
This
would be fine if the climate change deniers who brook this kind of
thinking were only guaranteeing a world rich in CO2 for themselves,
but they're not.
By moving 'senseless' past any known definition, they not only wish to destroy their future—which is fine—but yours as well.
By moving 'senseless' past any known definition, they not only wish to destroy their future—which is fine—but yours as well.
Selfish self-destructiveness has no place in a democracy.
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