The New York Times humor section asks you to come up with a caption for this picture. I don't find anything funny about it, other than the fact that Americans have so long sneered at the idea of small, fuel sipping American cars while complaining that Detroit isn't technically adept enough to produce them. The little Nash Metropolitan was one of many failures in the era of "bigger is better" and that's an era with no signs of ending. In fact nobody makes cars big enough for us, or clumsy, or unstable enough, so we drive trucks and vans and pretend, like Governor Schwarzenegger said on 60 minutes last night, that magic technology will allow us to keep driving them and keep making them bigger.
I was waiting at a light to turn on to old Dixie Highway yesterday, top down and shades on, when a venerable Porsche 356, followed by a TR-4, followed by an XK120 rolled past in convoy making a joyful noise; tops down in the fragrant, 75 degree Florida sunshine. I had hoped to catch up with them and share the country road and the joy of life for a moment, but of course by the time the light changed, there was an SUV and then another and a van and a huge jacked up pick-up lumbering along, their timid occupants sealed in bank vault vehicles, breathing canned air and peering through their tinted windows darkly.
But of course Americans are always victims, so it's the manufacturers' fault that we hate and fear small cars and Americans hate being American so it's Detroit's fault that it isn't located in Japan. Funny though, that Toyota, who also makes the same kind of misbegotten vehicles Americans crave is suffering too and so is Honda and so, it seems, is everyone else. Toyota announced after Monday's close that it expected to lose more than a billion and a half dollars in 2009 and Japan's exports are already down 26%. Spokesmen for Honda say they see no prospect for recovery. But when it does come, if it does come, won't we go back to our same old trucks with renewed lust?
So how do we convince the mothers of America that they don't need 4 ton trucks to go to the beauty parlor and that safety has a much to do with putting down the Evian and the cell phone and learning how to pick a line through a corner as it does with Gross Vehicle Weight? Does it even matter if we will have to resort to buying cars we can actually afford because we can't get credit or are out of a job? Whatever happens, the open road and the spirit of adventure and freedom are gone and those "On The Road" Dean Moriarty moments won't ever happen again if Mom and her Hummer can help it.
Our Humbert Humbert days may be gone and forgotten, but let us not forget those who died for our sins:
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Here is the highway of dead birds,
the hopeless dodging animals. Skunkbloom,
that is the last defense, the finest;
a small broken body is the other,
though sometimes it's unholy length of dog
dead sideways two three four,
the legs in the air the horror.
And this is the highway of from here to there,
route such and such intestate,
clean for the most part, nothing in between
except the foursquare talking in the car
and the foursquare watching silence, covered over
by the car's baked metal skin.
And so we have two worlds, one out, one in,
dying to cross each other.
(Henry Braun)
Crossin' the highway late last night
ReplyDeleteHe shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed and there you are!
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!
( Loudon Wainright III)
My dear Captain Fogg,
ReplyDeleteI just got back from running errands & I'll have you know that whilst driving I did a visual survey of the drivers of suvs. And guess what? Survey says - both women AND MEN drive the bloody monstrosities. And none of the women looked to be heading to beauty parlors - no - they were shopping in the grocery store with me.
Therefore, the Greed & Lust for suv power is equally distributed, it would seem, between the sexes.
The things you get me to do!!!
luv, squid
OK, guys, the poetry is really gross; you know that, right?
ReplyDeleteAs for the soccer Moms (or Dads for that matter, Squid) here is what I have never understood; I live in North Carolina where we have a total of 3 inches of snowfall annually - maybe. I work in real estate and travel all over five or six rural counties. And yet, I have never driven anything but a mid sized car. Yet I go into one of the larger towns or cities and there are large four wheel drive SUVs everywhere. And I always wonder when do they actually USE the four wheel feature? In the parking lot of Harris Teeter? Perhaps when they wait in line at the school for their pampered little offspring?
And what is up with that?!? Why do so many people pick up their kids from school so that the line of cars spills into the road and requires a cop to direct traffic? I used to walk and my kids took the bus - so is it any wonder that childhood obesity is a problem in this country?
Rocky, tonight's specials at
ReplyDeleteThe Road Kill Grill:
Chunk of skunk
Road toad a la mode
Beep Beep Sheep
Rigor mortis tortoise
Poodles with noodles
Lunch specials:
Anything dead between 2 slabs of bread
You forgot the ever popular Tire flattened, fried possom blossom...
ReplyDeleteRocky, don't forget this.
ReplyDeleteVery few people use these fake off-road vehicles off road, and many are falsely convinced that 4WD makes them safe when all it does is provide traction in deep doo-doo.
ReplyDeleteIt's a fad, a fashion, but it speaks to our increasing isolation from the real world - and more importantly, they get in my way.
But of course there is a dry rub for road kill! (O)CT(O)PUS, do you stay up all night looking for this stuff!?!
ReplyDeleteHah. Three can play the lyrics game...
ReplyDeleteWell now way back in the bible, temptations always come along
Theres always somebody tempting you
Somebody into doing something they know is wrong
Well they tempt you man with silver and they tempt you sir with gold
And they tempt you with the pleasures that the flesh does surely hold
They say eve tempted adam with an apple
Man I aint going for that
I know it was her pink cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money on a saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in back of your pink cadillac
Btw, Love the graphic on this post.
But it was Saturday night
ReplyDeleteI guess that makes it all right
And u say what have I got 2 lose?
And honey I say
Little red corvette
Baby you're much 2 fast
Little red corvette
U need a love that's gonna last