The “war on cars” is about as real as the “war on Christmas” or the currently-underway “class warfare“:

How about “war” as a proper metaphor? I’d go so far as to suggest that war is precisely the correct metaphor because, you know, having to pay for parking your car is just like having shrapnel rip through your leg when a bomb explodes. Because having to wait to make a right turn because a bicyclist is in front of you is just like that movie about the land mine in Kosovo where the guy is stuck on the land mine and can’t move forever or else he’ll die. It makes perfect sense because getting a speeding ticket for blowing through a red light is exactly like 623,000 people dying in the Battle of the Somme.

Bill Lindeke via twin city sidewalks.