In Michigan, more people are driving farther to work than ever before. And hundreds of Americans and hundreds of thousands of Iraqis are about to die so that this nonsense can continue. I think I'm turning into a nut--as I walk from the bus stop to work in the morning, I find myself mouthing "Stop Driving!" at all of the vehicles going by. As Douglas Kelbaugh, Dean of the School of Architecture here at the University of Michigan, said: "All of the traffic is evidence of a massive failure in planning. Nobody is where they want to be, so they're out driving to someplace else." (I'm paraphrasing, since he said it about a year ago in a colloquium and I'm quoting from memory.)
I've been considering designing some non-bumper stickers:

• Stop Driving!
• Friends Don't Let Friends Drive
• Stay Alive: Don't Drive
• You're Suvocating Me!

Or maybe rewriting some songs:

• Well she got onto the BART and rode on out to the tofu stand now (oh you shouldn't drive, no you shouldn't drive),
  not driving for some burgers at McDonalds like she told her old man now (you shouldn't drive, no you shouldn't drive),
  then she rode into the city and she didn't have to park a car now (you shouldn't drive, no you shouldn't drive),
  and she'll have fun fun fun 'til her Daddy takes her BART pass away...
• Bye, bye Miss American Pie, rode my ten-speed to the levy but the levy was dry...
• It goes from Chicago to LA, over 2000 miles on the way, get your kicks on bus 66
• Oh, I remember when rock was young, me and Suzie had so much fun, holdin' hands and skimmin' stones, had an old Schwinn tandem and a fez of my own...