Modern cars suck. Modern car companies suck even harder.
The cars suck because they’re appliances, designed to be driven by complacent incompetents. Designed not to be beautiful, or to be inspiring, but to fill market verticals and hit price points. To be safe and simple, to not ruffle any feathers.
This is what passes as a sporty car in 2010:
Squint a little and it’s a Prius.
Car companies suck because they’re ashamed of what they produce. Every press release reads like an apology: “Our latest version of this model consumes X less fuel and produces Y less hydrocarbons, and we’re really sorry – we’ll produce even less next time.” For fuck’s sake, all the fun has gone out of the industry.
The time to be interested in cars was either about 20 years ago, before the cars were loaded to the gills with air bags and reverse parking sensors that gave nebbishes the courage to tote their hateful children to the supermarket. Or in another 20-30 years from now when electric cars aren’t pathetic jokes.
Right now, the car is dead.
