Push the Right Thing Please

Fahr’n fahr’n fahr’n auf der Autobahn … all I can say is that I do not like it anymore. Maybe I’m old. I just grab a big truck and hang in its slipstream, doing hundred km/h and keeping a distance. At this speed one has even a chance to look at the landscape – if there is any within an agglomeration like Stuttgart for example. Frankfurt area or Rhein-Main is even worse. There is nothing to see, just Autobahn, built for machines and speed, transit only.
I think 80 out of 100 cars that whoosh by are black, 10 are greyish-silvery, 10 are white, no living colour. And 95 out of 100 are plain ugly: Metal boxes in the old three box design (motor, passenger, luggage), with clumsy backs. The most ugly were Mini Countryman, BMW X whatever, and all these vomit inducing Smarts – no way I will ever climb in such a hypertrophic wheelchair. Even boy racer’s low down Golf II looks good in comparison!
Boring. And draining.
The Autobahn is like a vein, a Schlagader. I had to use a good piece of a fully developed three lane part between two economic centers, in the middle of the week, one way around midday and back on late afternoon/early evening. I never before had realised what a brutal piece of engineering it is, how it is rammed through the countryside, how it reduces man to function: drive or die.
When (!)  I win the lottery and will be able to travel through this wonderful continent called Europe to visit its cultural highlights, I will use public transport like trains and busses for distances; I will rent a car to visit places out of the beaten track by meself. But I will not use the German Autobahn system (Ger., Eng.), or something similar elsewhere –  all about transport, no travel. I do not believe that it is different in other metropolitan areas.

I may be wrong, but I feel that generally the level of brutality is raised in Europe over the last ten years in any aspect  – more violence on the streets, more profanity and abuse, more dishonesty (“politician” is an insult today),  less enlightenment and more rule of any kind. This is all silly, I am tired and angehievt, but something changed and I can not grab it.  Ach was soll’s, just some blues.