Cars make you weak. Bikes make you exercise.
You have to politely wait for a bus to deign to pick you up. At least subways are indoors and come on time.
Cars say: "I can't handle the weather." Bikes say: "Bring it."
If speed limits didn't exist cars would have an argument. They do, so they don't.
Subways still go beyond "polite" into "domesticated." Have to pretend that multiple strangers sitting within arm's reach of you aren't there. At best. When you depart, when you arrive, and how fast you get there is all determined by someone else. You can put on the sheep's clothing now and again, but if it's something you do every day the wolf underneath will disappear.
Walking is okay too, but suspiciously lazy. Why are you moving so slowly? Are you incapable of going faster? Is your time so worthless you can afford to waste this much of it? Peripatein or bust.
Cars are Veblenian consumption. In other words, they cost far more than they're worth. Imaging giving up all your Veblenian consumption and being able to afford to be rich instead.