I have no comprehension of why being able to function is dependant on snow clearing. Snow clearing is infrequent at best in my neck of the woods, and it has never been an issue that prevented me from dealing with day to day living. Do people think snow is made of poisenous acid or something? Do they not know it can be walked upon, with little effort?
The important thing to note is that all this fuss is about dependency on automobiles. I'm not automobile dependant, and perhaps part of why I've chosen to make my life this way because of where I live. It's not uncommon for this to be the case locally - a large number of my coworkers walk or jog to work. Whenever myself or other Canadians are tourists to the states, the thing that is commonly remarked upon is how few pedestrians one encounters in the U.S.. I'm sure this isn't the case everywhere, but there is a noticeable difference in this regard everytime I end up in the States compared to my experience when visiting other Canadian cities. I'm guessing there are many cities that are not designed to be livable without access to and use of a vehicle. I was once walking around Grand Forks noting this to the person I was with (another Canadian) and we saw other pedestrians approaching, and it turned out they too were Canadian visitors when we asked - and we all had a laugh about it. Then while visiting a friend in Minneapolis, I decided to walk to the Mall of America, which was about an hour from where I was staying, but as a tourist, I like to see each city I visit on foot. Not only did I not encounter a single other person on my walk, but when I got to the mall, I discovered it was surrounded by freeway (thanks a lot MapQuest!), leaving me no choice but to climb a fence and illegally walk about a block on the side of the freeway to get to a place where I could safely cross.
I do not/can not shovel snow since a back injury, and my husband is often out of town. When or if I do shovel, it is using the same 15+ year old rusty steel garden shovel I use in the middle of summer for the compost and dealing with soil. But this makes no difference because I walk most places I go, and there's enough pedestrian traffic in my area that the snow is commonly tramped down pretty quickly, often before I head out for work. Like I said, snow isn't poisenous acid. In my neighbourhood I'm lucky if the street gets plowed once a winter. In some Canadian communities there is no snow plowing at all, and certainly there are many where side roads are never cleared. Locally we've had two snow storms since the plow cleared our street (or any part of our neighbourhood, including major routes), which was weeks after a storm, and more than a month after an earlier storm.
When it comes to automobiles, I have never owned snow tires in my life. In a huge splurge, I bought a Hybrid SUV last winter, but before that it was 15 years of driving two-door rear-wheel drives all winter long. But again, I've always depended on my feet as a major mode of transportation, so I commonly parked my vehicle for the winter. I live walking distance to work and stores and such though, so the Hybrid is more for visiting our rural family. Because an idiot rearended the Hybrid (while texting on his phone), it was in the shop over the Holidays, so we drove out to the country in the middle of a blizzard in the Ford Focus the car insurance provided us with this Christmas. At the turn off to the dirt road to our family's place, there was a two foot snow drift, and we tried to plow through it, but got stuck. Three cars pulled over and strangers pushed us loose, so we took a different dirt road, and got to our destination. If we couldn't have taken another road, we would have walked - because we had expected possible challenges driving out into a blizzard, and had brought along extra layers of clothes thinking we might need them. We did not consider this to be "snow-pocalyse" or whatever the news is calling the latest snow storm in the eastern US. We considered this... life, and we planned ahead, and anticipated challenges, and when they came we dealt with it, without complaint and with the help of random strangers who also considered it a part of life.