Absurd forms of transit

There are times when I think about how strange it is that everyone drives cars. Here we are, all hurdling ourselves at 60 mph, relying on blinking lights and primitive honking to communicate with each other, mostly hoping that the other drivers are paying attention (or that we have superior maneuvering skills). We take comfort in giant inflating pillows and double yellow lines. It's surreal. I'm amazed it works at all -- but I think it works because we are social animals, and driving has become a social behavior. It speaks to how a complex problem can be reduced to a simple solution through social means.

beethoven says:

Not exactly sure how I missed this post because I have 20 different accounts/devices set to alert me when this site is updated, BUT

Yes, I agree! I think about this particularly when I am on a 2 lane highway and think that the other drivers and I basically have an "agreement" to stay on different sides.

zirafa says:

Haha I can always count on you beethoven! That's exactly right, it's like a gentleman's agreement of sorts to not crash into one another. It makes you wonder what the early days of driving cars was like -- just a lawless world with cars trying to avoid running into things? I imagine people were frantically waving and yelling all the time in an attempt to signal others to get out of the way...