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A place to discuss problems of car centric infrastructure or how it hurts us all. Let's explore the bad world of Cars!
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The F150 is the best selling vehicle in america. The vast majority of those will never pull work machinery.
We understand that some people do, but bringing it up every time we object to these massive death machines does not preclude the sheer wastefulness and carelessness that most of these vehicles embody.
My neighbor has a massive truck and a huge dog. I've observed her running over the curb multiple times and more than once would've run me over if I hadn't been paying attention for both of us. Her dog weighs more than she does and it snaps at me howling every time it gets close. I've told her multiple times she possesses two lethal weapons that she clearly doesn't have control over, and she screams at me. Negligent people piss me off so bad, don't own something if you don't have the training or ability to control it. (Who wants to bet she's carrying too?)