What is your all time favorite automobile?

This is a funny question. I do not give a single goddamn fuck about cars, or their make and model. In fact, if you were to ask me what type of car is which, I would not have a clue. If a detective needed me as a witness for a hit-and-run, I'd be the shittiest witness they could have. I'd only remember the vehicle's colour and nothing else. I might be able to recall if it was a car, an SUV, or a minivan. That's about all I'd be any good for.

I try not to judge people who are into the status of their vehicles. It turns me off when anyone is proud of what they drive. Any type of status elevator turns me off. It's like people who want a status vehicle, and name brand status things, etc....all to present themselves a certain way annoy me. Some people are even weird about their tattoos and the tattoos of others. It's like, "Look at us, and how cool we are!"

Don't get me wrong, I am not against tattoos. If they are meaningful to the person, that is all that counts. It should be for them, though, and not used to say, "Look at me, I have a tattoo!" I am turned right off by people like this. Status seekers are not my kind of people. I think I'm being too judgemental. 

I don't have anything against people who like car brands. Some people are interested in that, and that is okay. It's when it becomes a status-seeking obsession that I become turned off. For instance, if I were still young and single, I would not want to date a guy who was obsessed with his truck and being cool.

Okay, yes, a luxury vehicle would be lovely to have, IF I could afford one. But only because of the comfort of driving it. I mean, comfortable seating, a smooth ride, and all the bells and whistles would be great. But the make and model only matter as much to me as what their utility is. What is the sturdiest model that won't fall apart after a few years? That is what is most important to me. 

Additionally, a brand-new vehicle with a warranty would be reassuring. It would be great to travel around without having to worry about breaking down. We have only ever driven used vehicles. They are normally in pretty good shape because my partner is good at finding us a reliable vehicle. 

Yeah, so for me, I couldn't really care less about what brand of automobile we are driving. Reliability is what is the most important to me. Even as a young person, I was apathetic about cars. Even when my friends were obsessed with Mustangs and Lamborghini's. I would not be paying attention, and did not care about the conversation in the least. 

An automobile is for transportation. It is practical. It is useful. It is only a hunk of metal formed into a means to get around and go places. In my utopian world, there would be no such thing as status symbols, lol! I'd probably be a dictator, haha! Everyone would drive the same vehicle, more or less. Who cares about fancy cars? What is their goddamn point? I have had friends who really liked what they were driving. Like they really thought it was a cool ride. They were proud! Can you imagine that? Being proud to drive a cool car?

I can not relate to that. But as a determinist, I must not judge people for seeking material status symbols, since we are all made to be exactly who we are and can be no other way. And we all, for the most part at least, have an inner goodness within us. No matter how irritating we might be to each other, we all contain kindness, and we all contain love. At least, I want to believe that.

Oh, and just one more thought. It is human nature to seek status and wealth. Even the earliest civilizations had status symbols. Everyone wants to be special. They want to belong to a certain category. They want to be accepted. I don't think we will ever change, since archeology and anthropology have shown us that we have always been status seekers. It's good though, that some of us aren't. What a goddamn horrific world it would be if some real people didn't exist? Where the accumulation of gross amounts of wealth and status are not the main focus of our lives.

I'd throw myself off the nearest bridge if there wasn’t anyone belonging to my particular archetype existing on the planet. How devastatingly lonely that would be. 

Haha! I've found a way to make even the dullest of questions, into an entirely different topic, to ease my boredom. Thanks for reading this. 

PS Another fun fact about me: I didn't get my driving license until I was 30. Every time I would take the test, I would freeze up. I would be in fight or flight mode. The first two people to test me, were these older men. I didn't like their vibe at all. They were enjoying the control they had over me. I could tell. They had zero warmth or kindness. They were mechanical. The third time I was tested, the instructor was a lovely older lady. She took me under her wing, in a kind of way. She wanted me to succeed, that was very evident. And low and behold, I passed the test with flying colors. 

In fact, after I failed the first two times, having cold and mechanical men testing me, the person at the counter was wise. He told me I could choose the gender of the next person to test me. I never would have known that otherwise, and likely would have continued failing if it were men again testing me. I did not like the power dynamic, when it was a man sitting beside me. I was frozen, my entire body was flooded with adrenaline. Thank goodness for the lovely lady who wanted me to pass as much as I did. I will never forget her. It was because of her I was able to get myself and my kids around and get myself back and forth from school. I did kind of love driving and being an independent woman with a busy life. It wasn't all horrible. There were aspects of my life then, that were satisfying. It was the dealing with people. And advocating for our neurodivergent children that wore me out. It was NOT my children. We were perfectly content as a family because we didn't try and change each other. We accommodated. We were all able to be ourselves.

Haha! I got off on a tangent. My apologies.