Negotiating our way through the world has become like walking on quicksand, nothing is what it seems to be and what seems safe and solid can shift and reveal it is just an illusion in the wink of an eye.
Small wonder then that humans cling to certainties like religion, faith in the infallibility of science or for a certain type of British person the belief that Top Gear will always defend our right to drive politically incorrect cars.
We are foolish to rely on such things. As Benjamin Franklin said “A nation that would trade liberty for security deserves neither.
Perhaps we have become such a nation. Perhaps we were deluding ourselves in thinking we could rely on Top Gear to protect our right to put the needle in the red zone.
Even though the car I drive is only the sportiest variation of the Honda Accord my world was rocked this morning when I read this headline:
The Hamster, the insane speed freak who straps himself to rockets and demands to be propelled into the wide blue yonder? Train?
Well yeah, OK, it is high speed train but even so it is not the same as riding a bomb is it?
Let’s hope Clarkson does something horrible to him. Like making him drive an electric car all next year.
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