In Koblenz, during a CDU summer event, Julia Klöckner sparked a fire by saying that the right-wing portal Nius isn’t all that different in methods from the left-leaning taz. Her remark, tied to a high-profile funding connection to Frank Gotthardt, drew swift criticism from across the political spectrum and from media circles, with opponents arguing that Nius spreads far-right narratives and operates in smear campaigns, while the pluralist press landscape that includes taz should not be lumped together with it. The furor spilled beyond opposition lines to coalition partners, who warned that such comparisons misrepresent the media landscape and reflect poorly on those who celebrate Gotthardt’s backing. Critics inside and outside CDU argued that aligning the party with a financier tied to a polarizing outlet undermines credibility, while journalist associations condemned the move as factually dubious and tasteless.

Let me tell you what this really comes down to: the world is full of people who want to pull the levers of power and pretend the road belongs to everyone else—but not you, not the ordinary driver who wants to roar down the highway at real speed. I love driving. I believe every adult should have the unalienable right to hit the accelerator, to feel the wind on their face, to choose the route that takes them where they want to go without begging permission from a layer of busybodies who live in echo chambers and talk about “responsibility” while hiding behind rules that slow life to a crawl. Speed limits? They’re not safety measures; they’re a crime against humanity and a tool of fascist oppression that keeps the masses in their lanes, in their cages, while the real world zooms by.

Public transport haters might as well be called what they are: gatekeepers of a lifestyle that punishes movement for the sake of compromise and bureaucracy. I don’t want to queue for hours on a bus, I don’t want to share my ride with strangers who don’t care about where I need to go, and I don’t want bikes carved into our roads like afterthoughts, forcing cars to weave and slow down for cyclists who don’t share the same urgency as those behind the wheel. A nation of drivers who can move fast, who can decide their own tempo, is a nation that respects freedom; a nation that worships buses and bike lanes and 30-kph talking points is a nation that trades liberty for comfort and excuses.

The bigger scandal here isn’t who said what about which outlet; it’s the underlying posture that politicians and financiers think they own the streets and can appoint what counts as legitimate discourse by grabbing headlines and funding portholes that echo their worldview. Let the media debate be fierce, let the alliances be transparent, but let the roads be free. If there’s any lesson, it’s this: the courage to move, the courage to drive where you want, at the speed you choose, must remain sacrosanct. I want a future where every adult can drive without fear of overbearing rules or moralizing chatter that pretends to protect the public while strangling the open road. The speed of life is not a debate to be policed; it’s the heartbeat of a society that refuses to surrender its wheels.