Terry Box wrote an piece in the WP the other day about how despite the melting glaciers and rising gas prices, he’s not giving up his muscle cars. Terry, I have to admit that I love cars. I always have and always will. The thrill of a powerful car or truck can get your adrenaline going and put a smile on your face. For those of a mechanical bent, it’s also a source of wonder. That said, I’ll also have to admit that, Terry, you’re a complete jerk.
Juliet Eilperin wrote a response to Terry in yesterday’s WP, but I think it only partially hits the mark by only focusing on the selfish part. There’s a lot more going on here and reflects how our society has yet to automatically equate pollution with health.
Reader, you have to admit that Mr Box’s bluff attitude is charming in it’s own way. He can get this in because he is mistaken about what his car choice is. It’s a bit easy to say “I don’t care about the glaciers, I’m driving my car”. Let’s make it real, though, shall we? Terry, your choice is contributing to emergency room visits by children who can’t breathe and panic stricken parents. Your choice is contributing to high ozone making the great outdoors unsafe for the eldery, the sick, and children. Your choice is making us more dependent on foreign oil, making us less safe and tying our diplomatic hands.
Now, if you’re still willing to make that choice after having thought about the consequences, I’ll say it again: You selfish jerk.