Unfortunately, both as reflections of their post-war urban design and by choice, Los Angeleans don’t seem to ever get tired of driving. And why should they? Parking is plentiful, streets are wide, left turns are protected, and freeways are populated by competent drivers. Operating a vehicle in LA is like going on Double Dare, taking the physical challenge, then finding that the only obstacle is to figure out why Marc Summers is so damned excited about orange flags.
Okay, not one of these things is true. I don't know if that's what it's like driving in Long Beach, but in LA proper, we sit in intersections waiting for red lights so one or two cars per light can make left turns, while traffic backs up for blocks behind. Even the widest of streets is not wide enough for the massive amount of traffic. Parking is scarce and expensive. Freeways are populated by skilled but reckless assholes. Operating a vehicle in LA is like going on Double Dare, expecting the obstacle course to be a breeze, and then getting stuck forever when you can't find the flag in the giant nose.
People do it because they don't have a choice. Buses just mean you get stuck in traffic, except you're not driving and you have to wait for them to pick you up. I would gladly take a subway if one existed in any useful form, but the LA Metro goes from nowhere to nowhere.
Sure, people like driving, in theory, like Communism. But whether you actually like it or not, what else are you going to do? It's too big for bicycles and if you try you'll be left dealing choking down exhaust while dealing with a frightening absence of bike lanes. Driving in LA is a system that is utterly broken, but there is no alternative. There is literally no viable form of transport for the greater LA area.