Where did the starry-eyed soul who organized your a-historical, hysterical ode to the automobile get those one-sided impressions of “liberation” in a “high, wide, and handsome” dream machine, et cetera, et cetera? Not in the gridlocked world most of us inhabit, stuck in traffic and stuck in lives dependent upon two thousand pounds of steel to buy a half-gallon of milk.

By letting the car culture overcome the nation, we have wrecked habitat and health and ravished our cities and countryside. Some birthday.