by bentstrider » Wed 12 Oct 2005, 17:27:02
$this->bbcode_second_pass_quote('SHiFTY', 'I') don't think that's realistic; in fact I think that's a totalitarian way of going about things.
What you want to reduce is unneccessary car journeys, especially commuting to work and back. By taxing fuel and providing fast, relable train services, much of europe does this.
Cars are great for holidays, off-peak driving, et ceterera.
For example here in the UK, I catch trains to work every day, costs me 25 pounds a week for a pass. Don't need a car to get to work at all.
If I want to go on holiday, I hire a brand new VW diesel for 100 pounds a weekend. Simple!
That's what I was primarily using my Bronco II for before one of the electronic components took a shit!!
Used my bicycle, bus or walked for everything within 10-15 miles of me.
I got by just fine. Used my vehicle when I knew traffic would nil and none, and when I wanted to go bike-riding in some cool location.
My sister and mother are both jackasses!!
They insist on needing a four-wheeled vehicle for every single trip, no matter how short or long the distance.
With my vehicle being the only one available, they pretty much ran the shit out of it, and now expect me to pay for it!!
The only other job opportunity I have any chance of getting good money in at the moment, is ironically, truck-driving.
Get away from the energy munchers at home, yet am relegated to making myself one. But at least it won't be a career, just a way to get the bills paid down. In the meantime, I'll also look into buying me a new recumbent bike for the trucking job.
If you've seen a truck-stop, you'll know why.
Oh, and as for getting lost in Suburbia, the people that choose to live in those types of developments have more money than they do brainpower.
I've always gotten around and never gotten lost walking or cycling.
Since you move much slower and are aware of surroundings, it's much easier to negotiate traffic.
Too many of the roads nowadays seem to have been designed by retarded ex-fighter pilots with engineering degrees.
Everytime I drive down a typical road, the damn thing banks and twists just like some fighter-jock in a gay dog-fight.