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Monday, June 1. 2009

The End of the Affair


PJ O'Rourke on the end of America's love affair with automobiles. (h/t, Env. Repub). One quote:



Politicians, journalists, financial analysts and other purveyors of banality have been looking at cars as if a convertible were a business. Fire the MBAs and hire a poet. The fate of Detroit isn’t a matter of financial crisis, foreign competition, corporate greed, union intransigence, energy costs or measuring the shoe size of the footprints in the carbon. It’s a tragic romance—unleashed passions, titanic clashes, lost love and wild horses.



Read it (link above). Apparently making money from making cars was never an easy thing to do.

Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 12:02 | Comments (2) | Trackbacks (0)

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O'Rourke's reminiscence is a masterful piece of writing -- a paean of praise to the vanishing romance between man and machine. Made me tear up, it did, since I feel very sentimental when I see a deep-breathing car like the one shown above.

For contrast, check out the green excrescence on drudge today [a saddle shoe without a saddle]. This is what Obama's team is planning for you. Oh, the horror! Uglee! And it won't even run well. Sigh...

Marianne
#1 Marianne Matthews on 2009-06-01 14:00 (Reply)
1966 GTO ---$ 2800 drive out. Worth every penny
#2 ron on 2009-06-02 16:29 (Reply)

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