theanarchistsneedlogisticalsupport
Theanarchistsneedlogisticalsupport
theanarchistsneedlogisticalsupport

The Honda Element got a raw deal. Every person I know who had one bought it for its features. You could pack all kinds of bulky, dirty, wet stuff into it, take it home and hose it out. It had great seating and visibility, was easy to park, got ok mileage...it was a car for people who did things. I still don’t know how

This car is proof that there is something for everyone, sort of. In this case, we’re talking about a fucking disaster, and some dude who thinks that if he loves it enough, it will change.

Fat suits are costumes. Linda Tripp was fat.

As he pulls into his garage, the exhaust hangers will fall off. And so it will begin.

It’s not unreasonable to be asked (however grudgingly) that agencies should not be able to assume authority not granted by Congress. It’s also not unreasonable to recognize that landlords have suffered tremendous harm because of the moratorium, particularly small landlords who depend on rent payments to service debt.

We had Motown-singing raisins. We had the Fruit of the Loom guys. Anthropomorphic M&M’s aren’t any weirder.

I’m in my 50's. Ive had 7-8 muscle cars. They’re cool. They’re big - you can actually get your friends in them and not compromise the mobility they’ll need when they eventually exit the back seat. They’re fast, sure, but stopping was always something to which you had to plan. Cornering? Well, if you’re gonna take a

She was a performer. I didn’t find her voice great, but she could dance her ass off and her producers could double track and harmonize her vocals to good effect. She was, essentially, a producer’s vehicle who looked great, could carry a tune and dance.

Not defending Avis in any way...

The disabled do not need to risk additional disability by riding in a car that has had structural alterations that compromise the safety of passengers. I’m all the way behind a mobility car of this size, but not at the expense of protection.

Range anxiety is a real concern. If one lives anywhere where their commute pushes range limits, this isn’t their car. If one has unpredictable schedules, and/or kids and lives in the suburbs, this probably isn’t their car - you don’t want to be 40 miles from school when you get a call that your kid is sick or broke

There’s just no way this was ever secret. Everyone in Kelly’s orbit deserves punishment. And, maybe we stop playing “I Believe I Can Fly” forever more?

Nope. Never have bought a manual conversion, heard too many horror stories, never will.

Aside of aesthetics, how you rate a car depends on what you want from a car.

He indicated that it affects her ability to communicate and to function everyday, hence her decision to stop. I suspect, were she a chronic tobacco smoker or alcoholic, you’d be less judgemental about an ultimatum.

Nope. This is strict liability. The truck is at fault.

The shoe has its roots in keeping aristocratic feet above the muck and concubines from easily escaping. It’s never been a tool of empowerment, but of aesthetic enhancement, aristocratic display, or forced inconvenience.

IT does not reek of safety.

The old joke at our shop back in the late 80's was: You know what Peugeot means in English? “This car sucks.”

NP. Those things run forever. If you live in the city and have to park in the street and aren’t driving a ton...sold.