Bob Lefsetz is the author of The Lefsetz Letter an online record-biz op-ed that mixes analysis, rants, boomer-rock reveries, and the odd bit of futurism. Like most music bloggers, Lefsetz posts frequently and verbosely; unlike most music bloggers, he has actually gained the interest of the music industry… but… he should stick to writing about music because his latest rant about cars is just wrong and full of illogical thinking.
I’m worried about Bob. He may be suffering from thought disorder. Maybe he’s off his meds.
Ha. So out of touch. He’s the boomer that proves that boomers are doddering old geezers. He’s the example that proves the rule.
Kids don’t buy cars to get laid. Their’s an app for that.
OK, Bob you got me on that one. Kids aren’t doing the nasty dance in the back seat of their father’s Oldsmobile much anymore. No reason because Mom and Dad let the girl/boy friend stay overnight and enjoy the comforts of home, or the roommate just puts a pillow over his/her head while the couple enjoys coitus. It’s a lot easier for the young ‘uns to find a place, public or private, for some hoochy-coochy.
Welcome to the baby boomer nightmare, wherein everything they’ve held near and dear becomes irrelevant. Like automobiles.
Nobody avoids an event because of car trouble anymore.
Bob still pays his local AAA in case he has a flat tire! Never mind that there is an app for that too! He’s so afraid that he will be caught in a “seedy” area. Hint: stay out of “seedy” areas, Bob… He observes that people don’t need a tow due to a clogged carburetor equating that with the blue screen of death. He thinks clearly enough to realize that all cars on the road now have “run flat” tires. So you pay AAA for what again ? Symptom of a thought disorder?
Have to build a computer to work it. Have to build a car to work it.
Bob uses another bit of illogical thinking struggling to make his point and increase his word count. He says the first computers were like the first cars, expensive, hard to find and harder to operate.
But thanks to Henry Ford and Steve Jobs, cars and computers are easy to operate for the masses. And he adds some link bait including benefits of the Google Driverless Car that is on the streets. He concludes that this will become the standard by which all Americans move from A to B. Ha. Never happen because the car and insurance lobbies want us on the road careening about smashing into each other.
And then he comes to his Coastal Bias. (Bob Coastas Bias?)
Joy in driving? Taking a few weeks or months to drive cross- country? Why would anybody want to do THAT!
Their called spacious skies, Bob. Amber waves of grain..purple mountain majesties…
Nobody wants to actually SEE another person.
You don’t have to leave your house to connect with your friends, you don’t have go to the mall, as for doing illicit things…sexting is more outre and volatile than anything baby boomers could ever cook up.
You’ll soon be entering a nursing home Bob and you’ll need to make some pretend friends, so there’s that. But concluding that the populations will give up “just hanging out” is another symptom of early onset thought disorder.
To the younger generation cars are transportation, nothing more.
Poor Bob, he thinks that the young ‘uns don’t like to drive pretty cars. He’s pretty sure they only want wheels to get them from A to B. He maintains that car manufacturers only need build one kind of car – a people mover. Never mind that some peoples are different than other peoples. We all need to conform to Old Bob’s Law: we are all the same.
Proof of Old Bob’s Law:
Ever notice that every smartphone looks the same? Yup, a rectangular brick
Flying cars coming soon.
Bob makes a huge leap imagining that Tesla can make a $20,000 car… and everyone will flock to Tesla to buy putting GM and Toyota out of business.
Now, I’m convinced Lefsetz is looney.
And he saves his best, illogical thought for the end…
Cars are the newspapers of today. Something oldsters can’t live without and youngsters can.
Yes, cars are newspapers. Whuck? So ridiculous that I’m blocked. Here are two charts. The car sales are raw numbers, the newspaper is percentage change. But both are looking pretty good the past few years, right Bob?
Kids don’t like hidden fees so they will pay more
Yes, Bob, these kids nowadays are gullible and lazy and stupid. Rather than do the math on the cost of car ownership they would rather just get the Uber app to bring them a car and let somebody else do the math so they can pay off their massive student loan debt – too lazy and stupid to work while going to college.
Baby boomers did a horrible job creating a future
In other words, we live in a world built by baby boomers that does not square at all with the needs of their progeny.
Yes, Bob, I started out agreeing with you and will end up agreeing with you. Baby Boomers just blew it when predicting the future for their spawn. I know I spent a lot of time thinking about the future in the backseat of my father’s Oldsmobile… is the spawn I am creating a Windows, Android, iOS, or Google person?
A total of 13 inches of rain fell during June, 2014 on lil ole Sedolsoder in lil ole Guacimo de Atenas. I thought it was a lot for this early in the rainy season, but checking my official records it’s about the same as the previous two Junes we have lived here.
We are in the “Veranillo de San Juan” break now…
Costa Rica’s “Little Dry Season” is about a week late this year. It usually shows up around the 24th of June. This is an annual phenomenon when the ITCZ actually moves north of Costa Rica, giving us a mini-summer for a couple of weeks.
It doesn’t rain hard everyday, but more often than not, early afternoon brings a cloud cover and a little shower. It’s the time of year when our departure routine includes unplugging to prevent lightning damage. We’ve been without a power-gate for a few weeks because it was hit by lightning.We also lost a small (12″ diameter) tree to a huge gust of wind. It was a “junk” tree so losing it was a plus: it improved our view of the valley.
I got a scary phone call the other day. If was from Larry Bowerman regarding the fiftieth reunion of the Quincy (MI) High School Class of ’65.
It’s been 50 year’s since I graduated from high school.
Actually, I didn’t get the phone call here in Costa Rica. My daughter got the call on her home phone in Florida. Larry left a message with a return number to call.
I did, but got his voice mail.
At least I think it was his voice mail.
The man who recorded the message didn’t identify himself. But he sounded about the right age.
I’m not sure how Larry got Bulbous’s phone number. I’m not sure if he knows about The Google Machine or The Facebook Machine, or The Linked-In Machine, or The Google+ Machine or The Twitter.
Who uses a phone to try to track people down?
Oh, right, Geezers who graduated from high school fifty freakin’ years ago!
Nancy and I went to the same high school and graduated at the same time. We attended our 25th reunion because – according to Nancy “Dad made us…” Her Dad was superintendent of Quincy Community Schools at the time. When we attended, he was the high school principal.
At least the people at the 25th reunion were somewhat recognizable.
I’m afraid at the 50th reunion, I won’t recognize a soul. The room will be full of old people whose names I don’t remember.
I hope someday you can experience the Costa Rica World Cup experience. Or the Croatia World Cup experience, or Honduras….
For a country like Costa Rica to even qualify to play for the World Cup is unusual. The last time they qualified was 24 years ago. So some of the country’s most ardent supporters weren’t even alive to see their national team IN the World Cup before.
Let alone win a match.
And then win another.
And make it out of the “Group of Death” into the final sixteen knockout round.
In Atenas there are soccer fields all over town – and almost always there is a ball being booted around. There is an indoor soccer field. (As you can tell, I’m not a soccer snob: a snoccer… so I call the game soccer, not futbol, and the playing area is a field, not the “pitch.”)
In Guacimo, the kids put coconuts in the road to make a “goal” and play on the paved section of the road.
The first game of the World Cup I was in town for chores and everywhere eyes were glued to a television set. Businesses of course, but even the school behind the church had moved a teevee outside so the rabbit ears could pick up a better teevee signal. I learned a little bit about the game by watching them watch the game. When the Costa Rica team got the ball past mid-field they would stand up. During corner kicks they tooted their horns and yelled. If a play developed in front of the goal – pandemonium.
People all throughout the town were dressed in Costa Rica’s uniform… lady pharmacist, babes in arms of Dads had matching shirts, young kids, old kids, young and old men and women showed their excitement by dressing in the team uniform.
The day of the second game, I needed an oil change so I showed up about 9:15 – game time 10 am. My oil change was done promptly and immediately at 10 am – all the workers gathered in front of the small teevee. With much fanfare, one of them produced a Costa Rica flag and draped it over his head and around his shoulders, another put on a wild clown-hat with the country’s colors. The others got very animated in their conversations. I left them to their fun.
After each victory the streets filled with people celebrating wildly.
During the third game, which was meaningless because the team had qualified to move on to the round of sixteen, there still was a lot of cars honking their horns and people cheering after the game ended in a tie with England.
It’s been fun to see virtually an entire country unite behind one team playing on the world stage. For those of us who have never watched an entire soccer game, watching the Ticos watch the Ticos has been a treat.
The next game is Sunday. If Costa Rica wins, you WILL see the celebration on your local news. I’m glad I got to experience World Cup fever in person.