An oped by Dr. Kent Sepkowitz in the – I’m shocked – NYT:
SPEEDING is the cause of 30 percent of all traffic deaths in the United States — about 13,000 people a year. By comparison, alcohol is blamed 39 percent of the time, according to the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration. But unlike drinking, which requires the police, breathalyzers and coercion to improve drivers’ behavior, there’s a simple way to prevent speeding: quit building cars that can exceed the speed limit.
Most cars can travel over 100 miles an hour – an illegal speed in every state. Our continued, deliberate production of potentially law-breaking devices has no real precedent. We regulate all sorts of items to decrease danger to the public, from baby cribs to bicycle helmets. Yet we continue to produce fast cars despite the lives lost, the tens of billions spent treating accident victims, and a good deal of gasoline wasted. (Speeding, after all, substantially reduces fuel efficiency due to the sheering force of wind.)
Gosh, there’s so much to deal with here.
I really have two issues with this; the first is that I’ve come to believe that freedom means the freedom for other people to do things you find wasteful, annoying, even somewhat disgusting. Yes, there are limits to freedom, and yes, the government has rights to some level of control. But this pushes a little past it and moves directly to the far horizon.
Otherwise it doesn’t matter much. Yes, we’d be better off if driving was safer, and yes, speeding contributes to the risk of driving. But the steps we’d have to take to keep the risk of speeding vanishingly small would be so intrusive that we might as well live in England (about which more in a moment). But to be honest, if we banned call phones and additionally required intrusive vehicle inspections like the TUV in Germany (and had German driving license requirements), we’d probably have a bigger impact on road hazards.
There’s a second issue as well. The playground equipment next to our house (we’re across from a wonderful park) was recently ‘upgraded’, and the new stuff – well, it’d be hard for an infant to hurt themselves on it. And so my son doesn’t use it – it’s boring. And what I worry about isn’t that he’s more sedentary (he’s taken to climbing the trees in the park, meaning that I keep mineral spirits and tweezers handy); it’s that he’s losing the opportunity to gain judgment.
We’re raising a generation of people who have no clue about how to take care of themselves. They are the couch potatoes of Wall.E (annoying music) brought to flesh.
There’s no way that’s a good thing. And if it means that my odds of dying are somewhat higher when I’m headed out in my Civic Hybrid, so be it.
This kind of intrusiveness is coming to a kind of crescendo in the UK, where antiterrorist laws are being twisted so they can be used against … wait for it … people who throw away too much trash, or make noise and annoy their neighbors.
An investigation by The Sunday Telegraph found that three quarters of local authorities have used the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act (RIPA) 2000 over the past year.
The Act gives councils the right to place residents and businesses under surveillance, trace telephone and email accounts and even send staff on undercover missions.
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Councils are using the Act to tackle dog fouling, the unauthorised sale of pizzas and the abuse of the blue badge scheme for disabled drivers.
Among 115 councils that responded to a Freedom of Information request, 89 admitted that they had instigated investigations under the Act. The 82 councils that provided figures said that they authorised or carried out a total of 867 RIPA investigations during the year to August
Of course, the agencies should be trusted with those powers…
Sir Jeremy Beecham, the acting chairman of the Local Government Association, which represents councils, said last night: “Councils are tuned into people’s fears about the potential overzealous use of these crime- fighting powers. They know that they’re only to be used to tackle residents’ complaints about serious offences, like when benefit cheats are robbing hard-working taxpayers or fly-by-night traders are ripping off vulnerable pensioners.”
He added: “Councils do not use these powers to mount fishing expeditions. First and foremost it is about protecting the public, not intruding on privacy. Crime-busting powers are targeted at suspected criminals and used only when absolutely necessary.”
That kind of thinking, to me, is the all-too-logical extension of Dr. Sepkowitz’s thinking.
I have two immediate responses…
Here’s one:
What is it?
2009 Cadillac CTS-V
What’s special about it?
What’s special about it?! Well, how about 550 horsepower? That’s pretty special, wouldn’t you say?
For those of you who haven’t been paying attention for the last 10 minutes or so to the horsepower war raging among carmakers, this 550 hp means the 2009 Cadillac CTS-V’s supercharged 6.2-liter V8 makes 43 hp more than the 6.2-liter V8 of the Mercedes-Benz E63 AMG, 50 hp more than the 5.0-liter V10 of the BMW M5, 130 hp more than the 4.2-liter V8 of the Audi RS4 and a whopping 134 hp more than the 5.0-liter V8 of the Lexus IS-F.
And here’s the other:
Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone’s death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn’t there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who’s to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you’re looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn’t be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you’ve seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.