I look back at each day and figure out one lesson I learned from it. Then I share each day’s lesson on this blog.
I hate driving. Hate it. Hate it hate it hate it. That’s a lot of hate.
Some people love driving and they are crazy broken people but I can understand the allure of being behind the wheel. I suspect it gives crazy people a sense of control, a space where they determine their destiny on the open road for a few minutes (or hours) a day, but I hate driving for three reasons that, to me, prove the opposite is true.
1. Driving provides a false sense of freedom. If you love being behind the wheel because it makes you feel empowered or in control and on the move, then I challenge you to remember that when the guy in front of you slams his brakes and traffic is backed up for miles. When I am driving, I am at the mercy of every other driver–most of whom I suspect could not pass a driving test today.
2. Driving wastes time. Current traffic laws and traffic management systems are infuriatingly inefficient. I would rather do almost anything than sit in traffic or at a light, behind the wheel. I don’t mind being the passenger–at least then I can read or enjoy the scenery or be fully involved in a conversation. I can not imagine anyone on their death-bed, saying, “Gee, my only regret is I wish I spent more of my life in traffic.” Ugh. If that is what I miss, just pull the plug.
3. Driving requires too much and too little brain work. When I am driving, I am half-mindless. Most tasks are on auto-pilot, in a sense–working the pedals, steering wheel, and shifting, for example. They are almost instinctual at this point. However, the other part of driving demands tremendous attention–paying attention to other people and anticipating stupidity, carelessness, recklessness, or randomness. It is taxing, especially if there are other people in the car with you and you are trying to politely engage in conversation on top of all that.
Driving makes me feel like a person I try very hard not to be–angry, belittling, weary, stressed, and short-sighted. It just brings out the worst in me. For people who like driving, I don’t know what is wrong with them but I am grateful when they want to take me places. Otherwise, if I never had to drive another day in my life, I would not miss it for one second.
The upside of this rant is that we are closer every day to having driverless cars! Tesla has already rolled out their first update, Google is doing real-world testing for their driverless cars, and other manufacturers are jumping in the fray as well. Hopefully, my next car will either be a driverless modern miracle of technology… or, if I am really lucky, a bicycle.