Chris Birt I am not black. I am white. But here is a topic that is gray. I am talking about the indelible influence of black, urban, “ghetto” culture on white, affluent America. It’s a discussion that’s been bounced around since Brown, Busing, and the The Black Panthers (Leonard the first was a big fan), yet it … Read more
Again it’s a Sunday, and again I will take a break from cars. Hopefully, you glanced over the post from my first Rakette, Cyd. Cyd, you see, is a really cool young person, primarily because she doesn’t try to be. Two sunny people who don’t try to be cool (see also: Sun King) Cyd is … Read more
As this is my first blog, I feel that I need to tell you a little about myself: Born and raised Savage, Minnesota, I will never have a trust fund, allow my children to live off a trust fund, or even be remotely considered a ‘trust fund baby.’ But I would drop what ever I … Read more
On Friday, I should be seeing my first post from my hand-picked Road Rakette, Cyd. Cyd is a college student that just started her career this summer (and may not even know that yet). Cyd is a millenial. Her Dad is what the automotive biz might call “mature” but then he would get all up … Read more
We all know Brenda, don’t we? (see: urban, organic, goddess.) If you don’t, you should, because Brenda Langton is an entrepreneur who has successfully fought commonism for years. Brenda in crisp white jacket and soon chillin’ white ride. Brenda owns two joints with her totally cool husband, Tim. One of their places, Cafe Brenda, just … Read more
On the Seventh Day you are supposed to take a break. With that in mind I’d like to write about something other than cars for just a day. I’d like to write about the difference between stars and heroes. Its a little diddy about two men named Barry and a boy named Bill (I’ve changed … Read more
I am planing a little road trip this suumer. I hope I end up somewhere better than this steel internet kiosk in O’Hare. The seat is as comfortable as a prison toilet. That being said, I once wrote a piece about groovy books to buy. If you could find a librarian these days, they would … Read more
My team (of Rakettes, yes) test drove the Mercedes Benz CLS 55 AMG* yesterday. This is another misunderstood car in fly-over country. It is one of the few cars to be seen in where that kind of thing is important (which it isn’t really). Because of this, however, it seems a somewhat naughty purchase for … Read more
Disclaimer: This post is only nominally about cars but a car did cause me to write it. I have been getting up earlier that usual these days (I wonder how many blogs start with that same inane sentence. A blog is not a diary. A blog is logging of information that starts conversation. Diaries belong … Read more
(pics to go here: when I fix them.) Automachina, Museo, che piu bellezza? A wise man pointed something out to me the other day. People talk about cars, particularly when they are their own. Much like we cannot choose our children (if we choose to have them) sometimes certain cars choose us. I truly feel … Read more