They had an article about the end of cheap oil. In it, a two-page photo of a couple of kids playing around the family Hummer in suburban Atlanta. The mother's comment, which I'm typing here from memory, so I'm paraphrasing at best, was, 'whatever I bump into, I win'.

Let's parse this out, shall we? Actually, I did this once before many months ago, but its a fun exercise in rhetoric and logic.

'Whatever I bump into, I win.'

'Whatever I bump into', excuses this woman of any responsibility for her lack of driving skills. Hey, bitch, how about not bumping into things? I-285 isn't your personal fucking bumper car rink.

'Whatever I bump into', as if a 10,000 pound vehicle with bumpers higher off the ground than any other stock production vehicle simply bumps into objects. Of course, that's all you'll feel, so maybe that's what you meant.

'Whatever I bump into, I win'; win what? certainly not in small-claims court, or traffic court. Notice use of the word 'win'; winning implies someone loses. She wins, what does she care if someone loses? Why should she give a shit that someone lost a limb, a child, a spouse? She won. Its all about her. She and her spawn are protected from any inconvenience at the expense of whatever she bumps into. Nevermind whether or not she's at fault; she ensures her own survival at all costs.

It boils down to the ugliest example of an arrogant lack of personal responsibility for one's own driving habits, and a lack of any consideration for anybody else. Apparently, killing someone's son or daughter, husband or wife, doesn't weigh too heavily on her mind. And in a large SUV, in an offset-frontal crash, you are 4 times as likely to kill the other person than if you are in a mid-size car. In a side-impact crash, that number jumps to 27 times as likely.

If this woman's horribly flawed logic holds water, then we all need to go out and buy bigger SUVs to rpotect ourselves from her, all in a futile game of endless escalation.