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October 7, 2009

Jack Kerouac would be shakin’ his head in his grave

Filed under: Uncategorized — Carly J Hallman @ 11:45 am

SIGNI’m hitting the road this weekend, driving out-of-state. It’s not as romantic as it sounds; I’m no Kerouac. I have a destination. I always have a destination. The majority of my generation doesn’t climb into a car unless they have a place to be. This phenomenon (and yes, it’s a phenomenon), of course, begs the question: is the joy ride dead?

As an article in last month’s Smithsonian pointed out, in America, our drivers licenses are, literally, our identity. However, in recent years, soaring gas prices, traffic-congested cities, a sinking economy, and concerns over emissions contributing to global warming have largely driven America away from driving.

Is there anyone left who considers transportation a form of entertainment? Or when we carelessly slapped the word, “commute,” on it, did we rob it of all its fun? Does anyone ever go on a train ride just to go on a train ride? Does anyone ever actually enjoy a fly? Does anyone ever ride a bike not for its fitness benefits or its eco-friendly transport, but for those fleeting flying feelings? Does anyone ever hop in their car and just…go?

I’m afraid that if the answer isn’t “no” now, in five years, it will be.

But, if we aren’t driving, who are we?

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2 Comments »

  1. If we’re to stay true to Kerouac’s vision, there needs to be copious amounts of drugs and sex involved.

    Comment by jimmybing — October 7, 2009 @ 6:16 pm

  2. True.

    As Americans, I think we need to ask ourselves: If we aren’t stoned, who are we?

    Comment by cjhallman44 — October 8, 2009 @ 3:00 am


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