by Alison Jennings Fabian S In America, we hit the highway, having mobile conversation with our souls, posing questions about life and its direction, but we don’t like the answers, for there’s no deliverance from ambivalence, just potholes filled with peril. Go ask St. Paul about the chances on the road these days for a revelation, or a light from heaven. Forget those sexy, restless numbskulls—Brando, Jean-Paul Belmondo — with their noisy motorcycles, low-slung sports cars. D