[The following story was first published in The Londoner on Oct. 31, 2002 under my current byline, It Strikes Me Funny. Please click here to read PT 1 for context. Go. I’ll wait. The story is funnier, in my opinion, if you’re currently driving an expensive land Rover. gah]
Know what SUV stands for? Simply Unnecessary Vehicles
I would hate to miss out on the golden years by getting mangled by an attacking beast of any kind.
Seeing the Land Rover with the muscular tires and rhino on the rear, I began to wonder: What kind of terrain or neighbourhoods are some people driving through to get their wee ones to Girl Guides or volleyball practice?
Are there inner-city or suburban streets in London that are so deep in mud and mire that 6-inch treads are necessary?
Do some people haul their way over rugged hill and dale to get to work or church on time, to the nearest mall or fast-food restaurant?
I suppose car manufacturers are simply trying to encourage consumers to think of their vehicles as the means to unlimited or unexpected adventure.
["I say, buy a smaller ride. Conserve fuel."]
Buy a Land Rover and the world of the rhinoceros will be at your doorstep; or you could blaze a new trail in your Blazer, head north in your Yukon, go on a lion safari in your Sahara, explore exciting vistas in your Explorer, whistle a happy tune in your Hummer, cut down a pile of trees (or hug as many as you want) in your spanking new Forester).
Folks are entitled to expand their horizons, aspire to do new things and drive into mudholes up to their chins if they want.
It’s just that most of London’s streets are flat and covered with tarmac.
And since Cathcart Street is definitely low in muck, mire and rhino (oh, a couple of us complain about the tenacious grip of the dandelion), the Land Rover with jaw-like treads for a quick escape from danger seems a little out of place, don’t you think?
gah
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Please click here to read PT 1 Know what SUV stands for? Simply Unnecessary Vehicles
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