Monday 14 March 2011

Driving

Not here you don't
People drive at 20 kph. That’s kph, not mph. And they just do it. They don’t whine like sows or skull-fuck statistics so they show speed cameras are deliberately murdering children. They just do it.

I’ve got a healthy dose of cynicism for the kind of group-think that leads to the observance of petty laws. That way lives all kinds of woebegone sadness.

But driving fast because you think you’re a rallyer, even though you’re a fat pig In an expensive car with reaction times like a stoner, that’s worse. In built-up areas kids play on the streets in Stavanger. You play on the streets in London, you’re going to get run down or worse.

So, yeah, I miss London. But it’s a selfish city. The community glue which binds Norwegian hearts doesn’t exist in Britain’s capital. Cameron’s Big Society bullshit, isn’t bullshit here.

It’s the other side of the penny to group think. Everyone here thinks driving fast in ostentatious cars is for fat fucking pigs. There isn’t too much wrong with that.