"You could drive?" I suggested. Not at $3.50 a gallon for gas.
Okay. You can't fly. You can't drive. So much for the global village, the travel industry and "America on the Go".
"There's still the train," I said, "but don't let Bush know -- or he'll start hijacking Amtrak too." And get Homeland Security to issue terror alerts for Trailways and Greyhound as well.
Why has it suddenly become such a hassle to get from here to there?
And why are Americans putting up with it?
PS: I'm still about to crank up my 1990 Toyota and go off to the Nevada desert for the Burning Man festival over Labor Day. My 1990 Toyota gets 35 miles per gallon. Eat your heart out, Hummer owners!