The notion of the crossroads as a sacred place is older than Robert Johnson, older than the blues, older than the automobile or the Romans who laid the first large-scale transportation network. The crossroads contains possibilities, changes, choices. It is where the gods live and the demons dwell. Soon, that may be almost literally true.
Recent Comments
stuki - Government and smart….. fat chance. If they were not dumber than a bed rug, there would be no such thing as CAFE to...
stuki - If any car benefits from an 8 speed, it’s an on/off road going one (and towing one). You want silly low 1st for...
Derek Kreindler - No, it’s much jerkier, not nearly as smooth.
mcs - Sometimes, the “I have enough money to flush it down the toilet” purchase is used to send a message to individuals that were jerks to...
stuki - I guess people and opinions are different. I liked the review more than the car.. One of the best attempts at “make sure every single...
RobertRyan - @doctor olds “Mulally’s job is not to make cars, but to make money! ‘ Seeing Ford is losing money hand over fist in Europe and due to...
Summicron - I felt much better when he took it away from you.
RobertRyan - @doctor olds Nice try, but it all works if you have a “level playing field”. Otherwise you are taking a knife to a gunfight, especially if...
RobertRyan - @doctor olds, Ever heard of Sweden?. a little country of 8 million people who have a very tiny scale, VERY High Wages and a reasonably high currency....
genuineleather - The XJ seems to be the car that autojournos always reccomend but nobody actually buys. Those that do invariably stick a leaper on the hood, though.