Reminds me of a story. I was cast adrift after frequent encounters with grog. In my lifeboat was a lamp, so, in desperation I rubbed it, looking for some way to reach safety. The genie appeared and allowed me just one wish. I told him I was quite sea sick and would appreciate a car and a highway to make my way back to dry land. He became indignant saying that he was powerful but that it was thousands of miles of open ocean to land. Sometimes the water was miles deep and that even he could only do just SO much. I was quite despondent. However, after reflecting for a moment my mind quite naturally turned to alcohol. I thought that if I could just gain enough will power to control my drinking I might be able to enjoy it and not end up in these terrible situations. So I asked him for that will power. His response was
“Two lanes or four?”