Why You DO NOT Live in the DMV

When a certain new administration took office and throngs of fresh faces flocked to the region to take advantage of opportunities (and a change in political climate), a new term started popping into the street lingo as well. Every time I hear it, I cringe.

Welcome to the DMV.

That’s a sign found at the Department of Motor Vehicles, NOT a warm welcome into the District of Columbia. For an unknown reason, outsiders have taken to suggesting our fair city is akin to the place we spend long and tedious hours waiting to have our vehicles inspected and pay fines for failing emissions and safety tests. Well, that seems a surefire way to invoke inspiration for the Nation’s Capital. Great work. (sarcasm)

Perhaps they are mistakenly looking to shorten the prior regional abbreviation, DelMarVa. However, that catchphrase was intended to include Delaware, Maryland, and Virginia into our metropolitan mix. So now they’ve alienated Delaware – the small wonder state. Good job there, too, folks.

I do appreciate the regional approach that is the underlying cause of the faulty phrase. But that doesn’t mean I have to like it.

I don’t live in the DMV, and I would argue that neither do you. (It’s off 1/2 Street SE…) And if we’re looking to shorten the District of Columbia into something more manageable, I can think of a acronym that’s even shorter than DMV. It has two letters that really pack a punch.

DC.

xo,
Kate