A green mans view of 4x4s
Discussion
MK4 Slowride said:
wmg100 said:
4x4Man said:
The problem I have is with the way the green movement is increasingly hijacked by the envious, the hateful, the spiteful, the controlling, the fascist, the ignorant, the misguided and the mis-informed.
but here is a section from his second article
nasty 4x4 man said:
I had to drive in to Aberdeen this morning to see the dentist but with the Defender’s fuel gauge a little on the low side I diverted into Inverurie to buy £25 of diesel.
As I was standing next to the Land Rover, mind in neutral apart from watching the gauge on the pump, I vaguely noticed a new-ish, five-door hatch pull in behind me.
Next thing I knew, a shrill, snivelling voice had interrupted my reverie.
“People like you should be taken off the road with your lethal killer machines. If I had my way, all ****** 4×4s would be banned.”
Eh, say what?
I turned my head to find a short, slightly dumpy woman of a certain age glaring at me from beside her hatchback. She had short hair, an ex-army camouflage jacket over a chunky sweater and jeans, and was wearing Doc Martins.
In other words, militant green vegan animal lover and probably a social worker to boot. I know, I’m jumping to conclusions but you had to be there.
The harangue continued.
“Your four-wheel drive is ****** lethal. You have no need for it. Powering around the roads, killing the wildlife and cats.
“You’re probably one of those ****** farmers who exploit animals, too. Look at it guzzling fuel. Do you know what it’s doing to the planet?”
And on and on. The gauge on the fuel pump finally showed £25, so I hung the hose up, put the fuel cap back on and then, unable to resist I’m afraid to say, finally let rip.
“Sounds like you’re desperate for a good shag, love.”
I know, completely inappropriate, but I’d had enough of the voice, the language and sentiments.
To my surprise, a huge outbreak of laughter came from the other side of the pumps where I now realised a builder’s van had been sitting with two blokes inside while another filled the van with diesel.
All three were shaking with laughter, while Queen Green was turning red with apoplexy.
Time to pay and be gone!
As I was standing next to the Land Rover, mind in neutral apart from watching the gauge on the pump, I vaguely noticed a new-ish, five-door hatch pull in behind me.
Next thing I knew, a shrill, snivelling voice had interrupted my reverie.
“People like you should be taken off the road with your lethal killer machines. If I had my way, all ****** 4×4s would be banned.”
Eh, say what?
I turned my head to find a short, slightly dumpy woman of a certain age glaring at me from beside her hatchback. She had short hair, an ex-army camouflage jacket over a chunky sweater and jeans, and was wearing Doc Martins.
In other words, militant green vegan animal lover and probably a social worker to boot. I know, I’m jumping to conclusions but you had to be there.
The harangue continued.
“Your four-wheel drive is ****** lethal. You have no need for it. Powering around the roads, killing the wildlife and cats.
“You’re probably one of those ****** farmers who exploit animals, too. Look at it guzzling fuel. Do you know what it’s doing to the planet?”
And on and on. The gauge on the fuel pump finally showed £25, so I hung the hose up, put the fuel cap back on and then, unable to resist I’m afraid to say, finally let rip.
“Sounds like you’re desperate for a good shag, love.”
I know, completely inappropriate, but I’d had enough of the voice, the language and sentiments.
To my surprise, a huge outbreak of laughter came from the other side of the pumps where I now realised a builder’s van had been sitting with two blokes inside while another filled the van with diesel.
All three were shaking with laughter, while Queen Green was turning red with apoplexy.
Time to pay and be gone!
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