@Michael Pickett posted:I suspect that most of the people that catch the madness are going to be gone in a decade or two. I hope not, but I fear our clown cars will have the same appeal as a model T.
... again, this is not my experience, nor the evidence of the marketplace.
Remember the "1984" Apple Mac superbowl ad? The dystopian hellscape of conformity destroyed by one lone individualist who "thinks different" (to steal the later tagline)? The conformity being forced on people ("for the good of the collective") looks pretty much like the dystopian future that ad envisioned.
Against this backdrop, love for my car and the nonconformist freedom it represents is increasing in resonance with people, rather than diminishing. It's kinda' uncomfortable for a guy who just wants to be left alone. There's a flashmob every time I try to go for a drive with my wife no matter where I am. In Savannah last week, I had people hanging around the car for extended periods of time, waiting for me to come back (or out from wherever I was) just so they could ask what it was and where they might buy one.
When everybody lives in a box that looks like their neighbor's box, drives a box that looks like their neighbor's box, and is constantly told that the boxes are medicine for society - a shapely, dangerous plastic Easter egg with an exotic (at this point) engine in the back where it clearly doesn't belong is an antidote for a lot of things "the man" wants the world to be.
Increasingly, owning and operating something so clearly "out of step" with what do-gooder weenies keep telling me is good for all of us strikes a blow to the homogeneity being forced on all of us on a daily basis. We're on "the wrong side of history", I keep hearing - although actual "history" would point out that forcing conformity is the very definition of tyranny. I'll probably stay on this side of the fence - there are cookies over here.
I'll not go quietly into the dark night. My muffler bypass makes sure of it.