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The other day, my professor happened to narrate an interesting experience. During his travels in the European Union and chugging along decrepit roads around Prague, he noticed speed limit signs along the route. For cars, trucks and tanks. Tanks??? Yup, I presume speeding tanks might be considered a safety hazard. But for argument sake, how in the lord’s name, are the local police expected to enforce the law? They surely cannot risk the maneuver of speeding past the runaway tank and blocking its way…at least a cop with some common sense will not do that. Even if the tank obeys and stops, what would the cop say “Sir, please step out of your tank with your hands raised”. The tank driver would rather let his cannon do the talking….whirrr…cannon in direction of the cop’s car followed by a loud boooom! This might seem amusing but we have our own tanks on the roads out here.
Intellectual Poison had posted something that is always close to my heart. Nope, not that…it is the ungainly sight of an oversized Hummer. It warms the cockles of my heart that there actually exists a Hummer Hate website and all the arguments made therein, totally coincide with my own. I hate the thought of sitting in my puny old car and be overshadowed by these monsters and their little cousins, the SUVs. It almost makes me think that the dumb asses in such vehicles are always trying to compensate for some inadequacies in their personal lives.
The vehicle absolutely makes no economic or rational sense. Be it the three-point maneuver for a simple ninety degree turn or the guzzling ten miles per gallon quality of its mega-sized deceptive armor body. Painting it yellow only make it look absolutely ridiculous. The latest craze to build and market such highly preposterous vehicles makes me wonder at the consumer’s falling intellect level.
Contrary to the commercials, I do not navigate the rugged terrain of any part of the American landscape in my daily commute to a convenience store. Selling Hummers would make perfect sense in pothole-riddled Madhya Pradesh and give Diggy Raja another shot in the arm. Have you ever looked at the interiors of a Hummer? It would have given Jessica Lynch a better chance at surviving a lame ambush.
I rather prefer function over an oversized monstrous form. If man can walk on the moon or remotely maneuver a Pathfinder on Mars, I somehow can never understand why the same man cannot devise an economically feasible fuel-free car? If billions can be spent on wartime research to kill fellowmen better and dramatically, man’s intellect surely cannot restrain a simple and practical mode of transport on good’ol earth.
More power to hydrogen powered cars and curses for the oil lobby would require a cultural paradigm shift emanating from the grassroots of consumerism. Let us make buying monster trucks and parading “small penis” cars culturally unacceptable and look down upon people who seek small incorrigible pleasures in their indulgences. It is working with smoking and some day will also work for big-ass vehicles.
by Patrix | on Tuesday, December 23rd, 2003 at 7:37 pm | 
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