ETA: Yes, that definitely needed clarification.
Gray shit on your everything, concrete fucking everywhere, looming threat of 2-ton steel death machines caving in your head, overheating everywhere, asphalt plowing through everything, soaking up the sun at every step, tough lessons in momentum for kids crossing them, lot of traffic and pollution when there are drivers out.
You could change half of your words, and keep the meaning the same, and make a compelling case that roads, or any other things, are humanity’s greatest scourge.
If all you can do is complain that the natural world is insufficiently bent to your personal convenience, you are the problem with humanity right now.
Go touch whatever remaining local flora people like you have allowed to continue to exist, and quit being an imbecilic bellend online.
Duct tape and wd-40: the fifth and sixth classical elements.