I hate SUV's

I hate the monstrous oversized penial compensator SUV's driven by one person and driven like its a damned sportscar. We've got an SUV, a sensible and practical Ford Escape (not a hybrid sadly) for a family of four and a big honking dog.

I'm not saying you can't drive a car that fits your family, but there are certainly good and bad choices. The Escape is a small, functional car. We have the Odyssey, which is a ULEV (ultra low emission vehicle) and also gets 27 miles to the gallon around town. We are a family of four, technically, but frequently drive my mother everywhere as well.

When Mike and I were looking for a larger car back in the day when that made sense, I read a study that claimed minivan owners had better self-esteem and more realistic outlooks than SUV owners. That did it for me. We've driven out minivan for 9 years; it's almost time to start the dreadful car search. I'm now looking for the most gas-economical vehicle that can fit two boosters and an infant car seat in it.

Then there was the letter from the lady that pointed out that people would be losing their lives over the gas prices. Her rational was that people would be forced to buy smaller more gas efficient cars to save money but putting their lives at risk in something that doesn't protect you as well as an SUV. I'll bet it was that 80 year old woman driving the SUV playing road proctologist on my poor little Cavalier. I'm on to her now.

You're preaching to the choir here. I hate the damned things. The most obnoxious and aggressive drivers here are invariably driving SUVs. I always snicker and sneer at SUV drivers when I pull my sleek little Eclipse in to the gas station and fill up for a fraction of what these people have to pay to fill those behemoths