Everybody Hurts

I was lead to this video for a couple of reasons, one of which was the image of "Carmageddon" in Los Angeles. I saw the aerial view of the 405 empty, devoid of traffic, and thought, "that reminds me of something..." Then, later, driving in Amarillo, I was listening to the radio, and this song came on, so maybe someone else had that nagging thought in his or her head and decided to play this song.

I dislike driving short distances. Everyone, especially in Belgium, is cranky when driving. Lots of anger comes out through the horns. Or, like sitting in the tram in Brussels, it is like one big funeral. We are all slowly driving to our deaths, living in a dirge. Eliot in "The Waste Land" commented on people crossing the bridge, on the way to work,

Unreal City,	60
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.

To avoid the dreaded, "Carmageddon," supposedly Angelinos found alternate ways to get to work. Wonder if they were happier?

What if, like at the end of the video, everyone just got out and walked one day, face to face...