Smith: Our embarrassing potholes

Paul W. Smith

“Outta’ My Mind on a Monday Moanin’”

Do you hear it?

It’s all around us.

I bet you’ve said it.

It became popular from the 1976 film, “Network,” and is totally appropriate right now: “I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!”

Of course I’m talking about our roads. Of course I’m talking about our potholes.

Maybe it’s because I’m just back from seven days of driving on roads where you didn’t have to be tense and on the constant look out for journey-ending craters.

Maybe I had forgotten what it was like to drive from the airport to Grosse Pointe and then on to Bloomfield Hills without feeling completely worn out, totally spent from studying every foot of broken roadway in front of me, while also minding the fellow road warriors in front of me and alongside, as I did this past week.

Never have I heard my helpful driving app Waze say so often, (and now in a raspy and hoarse voice), “Watch out, pothole reported ahead.”

When I had Gov. Rick Snyder on to talk about his Marshall Plan to make Michigan the national model in developing and attracting talent (which I applaud), I had to say, “Nobody is going to move themselves or their people somewhere with impassable and impossible roads. Businesses already based here are going to suffer if everyone starts buying everything online rather than risking life and limb, or at least, tire and rim, venturing out on these horrific roads.”

We are building some of the best cars ever.

We put the world on wheels, yet our own roads are a shameful embarrassment.

Paul W. Smith is host of The Paul W. Smith Show on WJR-AM (760) from 5:30-9 a.m. Monday-Friday.