Good Morning Gentle Readers,
TWC has an album on Facebook called On the Road With the Politically Incorrect Foreign Pickup Truck That's Made In America. I posted this pix the other day, which was taken last summer on the Great American Road Trip. You are looking more or less north east at former Route 666.
This particular section opened for business in 1942 and runs roughly from the Petrified Forest National Park to the Mexican border at Douglas, Arizona. Clearly, the Park Service missed a classic opportunity here. That place shoulda been named the Petrified National Forest. How cool would that be?
The route parallels the New Mexico border through the White Moutains and follows part of Francisco Coronado's trail as he searched for the Seven Cities of Gold.
The post sparked a bit of a conversation that concluded with Angie's remark that she'd love to just see more of the USA. I love my country! There is a lot to see, Angie.
Coolest thing about this commercial is that my dad had a 1952 red Chevy convertible just like the one you see in the ad.
There was a time when Government Motors made good cars that were tailored to meet the needs and wants of consumers. For instance, the 1955 Chevy had 43 different interior options to choose from.
There was also a time when GM execs didn't fly into Washington National in a private jet to beg for taxpayer supplied handouts (it's bad form to show up at the welfare office in a MBZ, don't ya think?). Instead, they quoted Hayek and touted the benefits of a free market.
From free markets to the welfare office in a half century. Not exactly your father's Oldsmobile. Course, they don't make Olds' anymore, neither.
Boy, that was kind of a downer.