Here’s a special shout out to my neighbor that drives that big fat yellow Hummer:

So, what exactly were you thinking again? That a bloated big hunk of an archaic machine would make you look super-macho as you navigate to the train station, gym, and Starbucks? That our placid suburban town of gently rolling lawn and asphalt required quasi-military transportation tough enough to withstand rough off-road terrain and mischievous mall rats?

Talk about rough terrain. Filling up your vehicle at the pump these days? Now that has really got to bounce you around. Ouch.