We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I saw these two young girls driving this grey Maserati convertible at dusk in my neighborhood today. This is just so WRONG that I couldn't resist taking a picture as I chuckled. They were trying to make a U turn across the main street in town that has all the traffic on it. I wondered what the father would think if he could see his precious toy being edged one way then another as they struggled.
It's possible one of them is a mutton-dressed-as-lamb mummy, but I'm pretty sure they were both kids.
And I couldn't possibly be jealous because my own car is a boring grey Subaru Outback, now, could I?! Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's Maserati, neither shalt thou covet thy neighbor's teenager's Maserati, neither shalt thou covet thy neighbor's teenager's youth and beauty….
I had an Italian car once, in my young days (an Alfa GTV 1750). Beautiful car, but spent all its time in the shop. One time the mechanic had the audacity to tell me I should trade it in for a Ferrari. His rationale was that it cost the same to fix them, so I should get an Italian car with more prestige which of course would then spend all its time at the shop being fixed.
I've often wondered what it's like to own and drive one of these exotic driving machines. If I can ever overcome the consummate indifference that comes with old age, I might just go out and rent one for a week, if only for the experience of a lifetime. But what if I get into an accident in traffic and the rental car gets dinged up? Do I really dare? Once again, I'm fraught with Analysis Paralysis. Maybe I'll sky dive instead.