Time for a Change

 

Once upon a time, long, long ago they were made from steel.  They were solid, they were substantial and affordable.  They had personalities and were fun to drive.  A small fender-bender wouldn’t total them out.  

None of them were shaped like a box or boasted of cargo space.  They were free of computer chips, warning buzzers and cameras.  It didn’t take sophisticated diagnostics to know what went wrong and it could be repaired at home, sometimes with basic kitchen utensils.

OK, so maybe that last part wasn’t true, but progress has obliterated everything else.  Today, plastic parts and computer chips fill our box-shaped transportation.  They are lightweight, flimsy and uninspiring duplicates of everyone else’s vehicle.   Hardly what anyone would consider fun.

They are loaded with warning lights, buzzers, illuminated back-up lines showing what you’re doing wrong.  There are seat restraints, air bags, side-impact bars and crumple zones.  And most of them are far beyond affordable to the average person. 

What I’m suggesting here is that we redefine the word, progress.

 

 

 

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