I’m sick of it…
Sick of these people who bitch and moan to high hell about gas prices…and they are driving some Hugh Jass gas guzzlers. There was this asshat on some morning news show today, who drives a Lincoln Fucking Navigator. The stupid jerk was going on and on about how it cost his ass over $100 to fill the tank in this thing.
No sympathy from me here. None. First of all, NO ONE needs a luxury SUV. Anywhere. If you are actually going to drive the damned thing off-road, you won’t be buying some expensive pansy-assed thing that you’re afraid to get dirty, you’ll buy a smaller, cheaper one. Who the fuck is gonna buy a Lincoln Navigator to haul around a horse trailer, or use it as a work truck in some other way? No one! Most of the people I see in Lincoln Navigators, Hummers, and my new favorite vehicles of hate, Cadillac Escalades, are just driving them to be flashy assholes. And, as far as I’m concerned, flashy assholes can all get fucked up the ass. With a splintery flagpole, and no lube.
I do have sympathy for those who need a larger vehicle for some legitimate reason, and there are plenty of good reasons for that. But if the only reason you drive a Hugh Jass Flashy Asshole Vehicle is to terrorize those of us who choose to drive econoboxes, well, FUCK YOU!
Mike filled up the tank of the Ford Focus today. It was still about 1/4 full, and it cost about $30 to fill it. We’ll use less than half of that tank to get to Portland tomorrow, and we’ll leave the car parked a lot of the time while we’re there. We can easily walk to the ballpark, and when we want to go to the Old Port, we can take the bus, for the most part. The bus service in Portland is pretty good.
So, I say to the whiners…QUITCHERBITCHIN’! No one put a gun to your head and forced you to buy a Hugh Jass Vehicle of Death. In fact, I had to talk Mike out of it years ago. Long before gas prices went as crazy as they are now.
He wanted a damned truck. I questioned this, asking WHY we needed a truck, when an econobox would do. He said that he might need to *haul shit around*. I asked him how often he’d actually be *hauling shit around*. He thought about it, and admitted that it would not be often. So we ended up buying the Ford Escort that we don’t have any more (the Focus was its replacement). And when Mike DID need to haul some shit around, he just rented a truck for the day, and that was it.
He thanks me to this day for making him see reason. Although the prices are still very high, we’re not getting killed at the pumps like some people are. We can still pretty much go about our lives as always, going to ball games an hour or two away, and not go bankrupt paying for the gas.
I love being right. 
