The Inside Story of How Hitchhiking Died
J Thoendell stashed this in Cars
If you talk to people who hitchhike in America today you’ll hear a lot of these jokes about killing or being killed. The specter of danger looms large, so much so that, if my friend’s story is to be believed, picking up a hitcher can be considered a lackadaisical attempt at suicide. Another friend who once thumbed clear across the country with his girlfriend (and who for two years hitched to school every morning in Massachusetts), says nearly everyone who picked him up recalled their own days of hitchhiking glory—right before they reminded him how dangerous the practice had become.
The problem is not hitchhiking.
Not to put too fine a point on that number, or gloss over the grotesque and festering culture that allows alienated long-haul truckers to prey on an enormous and underprotected population, but that comes out to about 0.04 murders a day. Three women are killed by partners or former partners every day in the United States. We have a problem, absolutely, but it isn’t hitchhiking.