Journal / Cynically Yours

i was just reading about this new monster suv/truck(aka ‘suck’) called the ‘cxt’.
it’s more gigantic than the humvee and the biggest ford truck and it can haul 6 tons in it’s back.
it gets 5 miles to the gallon.
it costs $100,000.
and it begs the question: what’s the point?
i guess i don’t understand the humvee/etc/gianttruck trend.
i guess i don’t understand buying macho.
i would be impressed if some tough hollywood guy said,
‘hey, look at this monster truck that i built!’
but why would anyone be impressed with:
‘look at this monster truck that i bought!’
in the same way i don’t know why anyone thinks its macho to kill herbivorous animals with high-tech hunting equipment.
again, someone could earn macho points if they said
‘i chased a panther and wrestled it to the ground and fought it and ate it’
but how is it macho to say:
‘i shot a defenseless deer from 100 yards awaywith a super high-tech rifle and scope.’
let’s define tough guy, shall we?
tough is playing rugby in february, not watching it on tv.
tough is building/lifting a truck, not buying one.
tough is wrestling panthers, not shooting defenseless deer.

and i’m the first one to admit that i’m not a tough guy.

i’m a little woosie from manhattan. a limousine liberal.
a bourgeoisie bohemian. but at least i don’t kid myself into thinking i’m tough by shooting herbivorous animals and driving gigantic cars that get 2 miles to the gallon.

cynically yours,
moby