Newsletter 151: Georgia Has the Worst Drivers in the World

I’ve decided to start putting some of the best newsletter essays here on Medium, so more people can read them. You’re still better off just subscribing. This one’s from March 2019, about how truly, profoundly terrible Georgia drivers are. I’ve lived in many places, and there are none worse, and it’s not particularly close. I was speaking with Jon Tattersall, the (British) golf instructor for my GOLF Magazine columns, about this this week and we went on a 20 minute side rant about it. It’s truly staggering how awful drivers here are.

Generally speaking, I am a mild-mannered person. I am not prone to bursts of anger, or bursts of any emotion, really: I am not one of those people who runs particularly hot in any direction. I tend to process my feelings through my fingers and this keyboard than in any outward, forward-facing direction, in a way that I’ll confess can be frustrating to the ones closest to me. I try to keep it cool on the outside.

But we all must get out our aggression somehow. I get mine out in my car.

I went 14 years without a car. My last car before moving to New York was a 1993 Toyota Camry that ostensibly served as my college graduation present. (Or, more accurately, my parents saw my graduation and subsequent move to Los Angeles as a terrific excuse to get themselves a new car and slough off the old one.) I drove the shit…