I'm all in favor of saving the environment and stuff. But there are limits to my green efforts. For example, I'd never drive a Prius. Not for the fact they're hybrids, they're just too ugly. They look like Toyota's designers took a day off and Mrs. Smith's 2nd-grade-art class gladly picked up the slack.
For some reason I hold Prius owners to a higher standard than other, normal, drivers. I expect Prius People to be benevolent stewards of our planet. Spending valuable PTO time restoring beaches and saving Harbor seals. This is not the case.
My expectations were shattered today. It was a nice day so most people on the roads rode with windows down. Prius People indulged too. To my surprise, I saw a Beige Prius Person smoking. I laughed. Hard. The irony was too great to pass up a bloggertunity.
Oh the irony. Lady buys an ugly-as-shit car, to cut down on emissions. Lady now pollutes her on micro-environment with her own smoke. Lady now exhales toxic fumes from enviro-safe, shitty car, into the air she was supposedly saving. It gets better.
Here's the kicker ladies and gents. Chick threw her cigarette into the street. She littered. Game. Set. Match.
If you're gonna do your part, do your part. Don't drive a Prius because Al Gore said it was cool in that movie he made. If you Drive a hybrid, don't nullify your efforts with thoughtless acts of ignorance.
Do it because you're trying to make a difference.