Thursday, February 23, 2012

I hate gas

I hate gas.  No, I'm not talking about the methane we pass and hope no one smells it or blames on someone else, but the stuff that fills up our vehicles.  The fuel that enables our modern culture to work in the way that it does.  But I don't like it.  Not because I'm an avid eco-supporter, but because I don't like shelling out money for it constantly.  I don't like expenses, and I especially don't like the expense of filling up my fuel tank.

This morning, I filled up for $3.93 a gallon.  Last time I filled up, just a few days ago, it was $3.63 for a gallon.  The national average is estimated to peak above $4.00 a gallon by Memorial Day, and out here in the California Bay Area, where the refineries are, it'll be even more sooner.  And these estimations were made before Iran threatened to blockade the strait of Hormuz.

I know I'm not alone; many people bemoan the high cost of gas whenever they pull into a gas station (though we are not the most expensive place for a gallon of gas).  In the grand scheme of things, a few cents a gallon more will not break our proverbial piggy banks.  We will definitely feel a twenty or fifty cent raise.


But what about all the other things we spend our money on?  How many people go to the movies and drop $20 or more on tickets, at least the same amount on over-priced, mediocre food?  What about the $60 people shell out for the latest video game?  Or the hundreds of dollars we'll hand over for a new iPhone or iPad?  If rising gas prices will agitate us, shouldn't we be at least equally irate over the many other things we waste our money on?  The fact that a fraction of our military spending could end world hunger?  Where should our outrage be?

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