Thursday, July 8, 2010

Cloverleaf?

So my parents are in town, which means I have the joy of trying to help them navigate the Northern VA, DC area. At one point my father fixated on the question of whether a particular intersection along his route was a cloverleaf, as if this was the critical piece of the puzzle. It is difficult to explain the absurdity of the idea that there would be any value in putting a label on one of the hundreds of variations on the intersection that occur in the Gordian knot we call a road system around here.

To create something worthy of a label in this area, you'd need to hire the engineering team of Kafka, Dali, and Escher. If you spiked their coffee with LSD, they might manage to come up with something to compete with local landmarks like "seven corners" and "the mixing bowl".

Let me describe the average NoVA commute. Drive straight up Satan's asshole. Your exit is somewhere around his tonsils. Good luck with that. No, you can't have a map. The mapquest directions are "kill yourself".