As a hobby we have a sideline dj’ing - vinyl only. My love is classic reggae like Jackie Mittoo / Derrick Harriott / Ethiopians etc. Finding - buying the records has become quite difficult.

I’m sure people (Luddites) were arguing a century ago that horses were safer than cars. Maybe at the time they were? Every new tech has a teething period.

Let me have you chew on this unanswerable non-statistic: how many crashes have been *averted* thanks to self-driving tech so far?

As a middle aged wyperson who attended Grambling State for a year and who is trying to corner the rocksteady and ska market in his local city, it’s alarming and tragic when I meet kids in my ‘hood who think I’m just another assh01e Fox Noose person.
*Please* remember that some of us aren’t evil.

The Russian version is basically identical except that ‘pigeons’ has been replaced with ‘people’.

This. Tampa area has the Salvador Dali Museum (amazeballs great, currently also hosting a Marcel Duchamp exhibition), The Castle dance-club for all your German fetishist electro, The one-entire-block Columbia restaurant, Mojo Records, Busch Gardens for roller coaster shenanigans and more fantastic breweries than one…

Enzian Theater - they were doing the Alamo Drafthouse formula first.

While I’ve enjoyed the benefits of FWD cars in the snow, the best snow car I’ve ever driven was a 1st gen RX7 - the engine being against the firewall gives it great 50 / 50 weight distribution with a low polar moment of intertia. Trapped once on ice covered roads with car wrecks all around me and idling semis waiting…

“whatever they like” - yeah ... no. There’s limits and a dog that barks and barks and barks might sound like dulcet harp strings to you but when you’re a work-at-home author it’s f’ing horrible. Meanwhile, the neighbor’s lawn has gone from award winning to eyesore, a pox for when we put our house on the market. I have…

Christ what an asshole David is. We have millenial neighbors who bought the house next to us from a nice retired couple, with an award winning lawn with jasmine topiary and little flourishes here and there like a small koi pond.

Until you closely scrutinize them and see “Made in China” etched into them and hear the sad trombone playing just for you.

How was I not aware of The 1990s? Sublime pop, thx!

We just bought a 1st gen Rav4 coupe for pennies thx to our neighbors who didn’t care that it had residual or collector value.

I wouldn’t drive my Subaru over those craters unless it was an emergency.

Orlove panned Bullitt (!!!) and whenever a new Transformers movie comes out Jalopnik gets its knickers in a hot twist.

My favorite Corvette color, so unabashedly wrong for a sports car that it’s right:

Stop for a moment and consider that *you* are the problem.

Bu11sh1t. I have the misfortune to live near both a major intersection and the interstate in a big city: the worst offenders are fart cans on Hondas, no mufflers on bro-dozers, arseholes on motorcycles esp. Harleys and every muscle car turned up to 11.

Why a car? Think big, I say - and set the controls for the heart of the sun!

There’s a mountain of terminally rusty Fiat x1/9's in the world with devoted owners who’d pay top dollar for one that’s shiny and solid. I can’t begin to understand how that one wound up in a parts yard.