I know that a lot of walkers think it’s
their duty to hate automobiles, but I’m not one of them. I like looking at cars when I'm walking. Ten years or so ago when I first started
living and walking in Los Angeles it seemed there was an amazing classic car,
or piece of wonderful automotive junk, on every block, and I found them incredibly
cheering. I took a few photographs at
the time, but now I wish I’d taken more.
The situation’s changed a lot while I’ve
been here. Cool cars are much rarer. I
assume many of them have been scrapped because they’re just not up to the rigors
of L.A. driving anymore. A few endure but they’re part of a dying
breed, although all the more attractive for that reason.
I’ve always been skeptical about this
whole “the car you drive expresses your personality” thing, but in the end, one
way or another, I guess it does, whether you want it to or not. And of course one way you can further
express your personality, if you have one, is to put a sticker on the bumper or
the back window of your car. Religion, sports teams, political
affiliations, are the obvious things to announce to the world, but some are
more enigmatic than that.
This one’s suitably literary:
This shows a love for country, though
not America:
This one shows a possibly, though not
necessarily, ironic love for both Benjamin Franklin and Kiss.
And I think this one is great, though I
could be wrong:
