Post #3944768
2026-07-19 23:43 UTC
@kzodasnowman@spore.social @ahltorp@mastodon.nu Like most people my age (58 later this year), I grew up in the era of the automobile, and didn't really question it. Like a fish, smog was the water and air in which I swam and breathed. A car and a driver's license in our society was the measure of adulthood, responsibility, independence, and social respect. Freedom was my right. As a young person, I was a skilled driver. What I was not, was a conscientious driver, or an obedient driver. I chafed at rules & regulations.
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@gcvsa@mstdn.plus 2026-07-19 23:47
@kzodasnowman@spore.social @ahltorp@mastodon.nu And for my "rebellion", I paid a heavy price. I view driving somewhat differently, now that I am a mature adult. There is no denying that the ability to go far and fast at your own direction feels liberating, but there is a heavy price to be paid, still, for what dubious benefits motorized transport offers, benefits which often come at the expense of other opportunities, other people, and the environment.