I saw this Tweet:
One was designed to be practical for average suburban folks to carry stuff on a regular basis. The other was designed to make guys feel like they are tough and rule the road. pic.twitter.com/qGSDA0BvbK
— Peter Flax (@Pflax1) March 12, 2022
If you go into the threat it is full of like-minded twats who feel a deep compulsion to tell you what you should want and what you should be allowed to have, and do so entirely from ignorance.
There were several who insisted that if you really needed a pickup, one of those Japanese mini-trucks (the kind that are not street legal in the US) is just as good as an F-150 because thr bed lengths are nearly the same.
Yup. And the thing is, the smaller truck has 90% of bed length (the useful part) as the bigger truck pic.twitter.com/SNvxufs2GJ
— ben doherty (@bendoherty161) March 13, 2022
I’m not going to tell you what sort of truck you should have.
I have two, a big 2500 and a smaller Toyota.
I love them both for different reasons.
And as an American, it’s my prerogative to spend my money how I want.
(I agree with the great Iowahawk that there should be a 2A for cars and personal transportation.)
But as a friend reminded me, the great Robert A. Heinlein wrote in The Moon is a Harsh Mistress:
“Thing that got me was not her list of things she hated, since she was obviously crazy as a Cyborg, but fact that always somebody agreed with her prohibitions. Must be a yearning deep in human heart to stop other people from doing as they please. Rules, laws — always for other fellow. A murky part of us, something we had before we came down out of trees, and failed to shuck when we stood up. Because not one of those people said: “Please pass this so that I won’t be able to do something I know I should stop.” Nyet, tovarishchee, was always something they hated to see neighbors doing. Stop them “for their own good” — not because speaker claimed to be harmed by it.”
Fine, I want to fight fire with fire. And one fire of the Left is to impose taxes as a punitive measure against things they don’t like.
I don’t like busy body twats who want to tell you how to live.
So I will impose a tax. Every time a busy body twat does something like this they get taxed and that money subsidizes the purchase of an assault rifle, high capacity magazine, big block V8 pickup, or whatever else the busy body wants to eliminate because they are a miserable twat.
This proves my point.
My father in law drives a huge gas-guzzling truck that he genuinely needs for his job managing a cattle ranch, and I always want to ensnare him into agreeing with urbanist twitter that all the rando suburbanites driving trucks for no reason are bad but he's not on our side.
— Matthew Yglesias (@mattyglesias) March 15, 2022
Yglesias is a Harvard educated writer for Vox.
His goal at family gatherings is to get his hard working, salt of the earth, rather father in law to shit on guys who drive pick-ups in the suburbs.
The idea being the typical Leftist appeal to authority fallacy.
I.e.: This man is a farmer. I, the Leftist writer, have decided that he qualifies to own a big truck for work. I will use him as an authority to declare that suburbanites so not need the same kind of truck he does. If the farmer days you don’t need a truck, you don’t need a truck.
Fundamentally I ask, why the fuck is it Matt Yglesias’ business what you or I choose to drive if we can afford it?
But Yglesias cannot help himself. He must be a busy body that that must be the arbiter of who does and who does not need a truck of a certain kind.
My tax will bankrupt Yglesias and I might even possibly annull his marriage for being a that of a son in law.