Thursday, August 16, 2007

Curtailing the pleasures of driving and privacy
LRC’s Michael Rozeff remembers when

For about half this year I was a good European and rode the rails using public transport, and for the most part liked it. Like anything driving has its occasions of sin as well as its good points and I’ve probably wasted more money on car repairs (including being ripped off* a couple of times) than anything else. Then Septa hiked the fares so it’s now more economical to drive again. Even with all the temptations and aggravations I like the freedom.
It seems like all the world is fighting
They're even talking of a war
Let all the Russians and the Chinese
And the Spanish do their fighting
The sun is shining
We're going drivin', drivin'

Drop all your work
Leave it behind
Forget all your problems
And get in my car
And take a drive with me

The sandwiches are packed
The tea is in the flask
We've plenty of beer
And gooseberry tarts
So take a drive with me

We'll talk to the cows
And laugh at the sheep
We'll lie in a field
And we'll have a sleep
So take a drive with me

And all the troubled world around us
Seems an eternity away
And all the debt collectors
Rent collectors
All will be behind us
But they'll never find us
'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'

Passed Barnet Church
Up to Potters Bar
We won't be home late
It's not very far
So take a drive with me, take a drive with me
Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'
Ray Davies

*Lesson learnt late in life: never go to a chain transmission shop. There’s a reason they sound more like bad salesmen than mechanics. (You know what I mean, first name? Here are your options, first name...) They’re in the business of selling new or overhauled transmissions whether you need one or not. They’re also infamous for doing bad work. Good mechanics don’t work for them.

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