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Chrysler Corporation advertisement for Plymouth Automobiles: Norman Rockwell, in Life, 25 December 1950 (Gallery of Graphic Design)
Ford Motor Company advertisement for Lincoln Automobiles: Life, 16 December 1940 (Gallery of Graphic Design)
Chrysler Corporation advertisement for Plymouth Automobiles: Norman Rockwell, in Life, 24 December 1951 (Gallery of Graphic Design)
An employee walks past new cars at Ford's joint venture in Chongqing, China: photo by Stringer/Reuters, 12 October 2010
Traffic plods through heavy smog in Beijing. China will start assessing the "social risk" of major projects, its environmental protection minister said, after anti-pollution protests forced a series of industrial ventures to be cancelled: photo by Wang Zhao/AFP. 21 November 2012
There's Christmas. All of it. All my friends driving, alone.
ReplyDeleteThe aggravation, the cold fog, the lost tempers, the unreceived presents, the damp Yule log, the rancid eggnog and the parked-car make out scenes, always complicated by the stick shift...
ReplyDelete(They probably don't have any of the above in India or China.)
"parked-car make out scenes"
ReplyDeleteChristmas of frustration
stuffed into the stuff
of longing
reindeer
delicious drinks
so far away
the snow the Christmas
the candles of Christmas
burn burn burn
with the fuel of dreaming
this dream these scenes
where I live the whole year long.
Well, perhaps just a bit of the cold fog, down where the road goes by the gas works, in the old quarter of Ulan Bator.
ReplyDeleteLet them have their Plymouth--there are other more vocal wishes Santa has to attend to.
ReplyDeleteI wish Pop would get me a new Plymouth---ever since the garbage collectors totaled my '89 Civic, I've been carless. But I can barely drive, so it's probably just as well.
ReplyDeleteTerry,
ReplyDeleteWell, now that I can no longer walk without misery, now that the buses are always late or not running, now that it's always raining and I can't get beyond the falling-down trees in raccoon world, I'd almost be tempted to wish I had a car were my entire existence not dominated by the aftermath of having been run over by one.
A Jetta it was. Though a Plymouth would have been better. No one would let a Plymouth loose on this raceway.