David Byrne says that freeway overpasses and complicated traffic exchanges are the cathedrals of the (post)modern age. Architecture is architecture, I guess. But I wonder if the not so open road with its clutter of trajectories isn't a little more like a poem than a building.
I dunno, maybe it's commercials that are more like poems, and a steady diet of car advertisements has led me to see traffic this way. A sibilance of curves and smooth acceleration. See how I hug the curves? Driving is just so sexy.
Something in me says this is wrong. There is a price to pay for making excessive transportation sexy, for making traffic a poem. It's not just a minor inconvenience on the way to work. Too much US ultimately SUX.