This morning, my commute to work took an hour and forty minutes. Most was spent on the Route 128 beltway outside of Boston. One twenty eight was once informally referred to as "America’s Technology Highway," but I more think of it as America’s largest parking lot.
As I podded along at 2 MPH amid thousands of other unhappy campers, I looked at each lane and envisioned a set of railroad tracks, shuttling commuters around boston instead of into it. Various stations would dot the ring and there, commuters would be ferried to their office building by shuttles and vans.
With gasoline tipping $3 a gallon and strained oil supplies, I thought what a waste of a precious resource. Cars going nowhere and burning gaseline is something beyond a colossal waste. It’s nuts. It’s insane. It’s lunacy.
Meanwhile, the story on NPR is how Congress is failing to pass a comprehensive energy bill. Translation: our politicians are failing us. What is it going to take – $20 a gallon gasoline? If so, so be it.