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The mouth of Sauron

I’ve had my bouts with American cars and probably won’t buy another for some long time.

The first was with GM diesels. In the late 70’s there was a gas crisis and my dad decided that the best way was to go diesel. The local dealer sold not one but two impala diesels. One never worked all that well costing before its well earned retirement 0.72 cents per mile.  The dealer never really got it right, going through one battery after another.  Finally the car spit out its transmission parts, the torque of the engine far greater than the transmission design. The dealer offered to repair the transmission splitting the difference so that ‘no one would get hurt’… 1300$ would be my share.  I went to the local transmission fixit place who completed the entire repair, 340$.  Ahh well. The war of the batteries continued burning out one battery then another, the dealer only charging me the 75$ swap charge each time. Finally the dealer fessed up; he was only and oils and lubricant’s fixer for diesel and had no idea what was going on.  Several weeks later the car gave a groan,  spit out many parts on the ground. I gave the car to the local trade school.  They could not understand why I would give them a car with a working radio.

I swore off GM.

Recently I read that GM had made a V-6 2.8L engine with a firing order 1-2 3-4 5-6. The crankshafts reliably cracked around 30K miles. The solution. Wait. Most of these cars have only 5oK warranties.  Hmmmmmmmmmmm.

Some years later I buy a Chrysler PT cruiser. I did the research which suggested that the repairs were more than average. Little did I suspect it was a plan on the part of Chrysler.  I got a plan with the car which included oil changes. The oil change guy at the dealership must not have been part of the dealership plans.  He never saw the leaky high pressure lines and in doing the oil change managed to rip another line under the car.

Some time later, my mechanic, not at the dealership, goes to change the timing belt, a necessary repair. To do this requires complete disassembly of the right side of the car. Success. But now it needs adjustment. The plate to adjust this is located directly behind the front motor mount. One of the local dealerships suggests “cut it off and weld it back” REALLY!

None of that is as pertinent as the words from the leadership at Chrysler. As they were marching down the road to bankruptcy, one of their fearless leaders, who no doubt will be reinstalled and highly bonused and paid by the American taxpayer in the name of saving his job, announces that “we put a bad engine in that car (the PT Cruiser); but, we’re not making them anymore”.

Words of comfort, direct from the mouth of Sauron!

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Forever?

I am reminded that forever is a limited term. How so?

Some years ago a tile fellow did some work in a bathroom. I said at the time ” Perhaps we should use mud (concrete)?”

“Naaah,” he replied, “use the mastic, it will last you a lifetime….”

About three years later, through no fault of mine, he dies. Shortly there after the tiles came loose on the wall — prompting the question — whose lifetime?

Some many years later I bought a product a car remote, guaranteed for a lifetime of use. The thing had troubles but the installer was local and very helpful with the twists and vagaries of the system.  About 90 miles from home one day, the system failed, on a Saturday afternoon. About the same time an ex of his walked into his shop, double taps him in the head leaving him quite dead. The local dealer folds.  But– not to worry this is a national franchise. Uh huh. A year later, no service, no ability to fix it and no ‘other dealer’ willing to work with it, I ripped it out of the car to solve a panoply of problems. Lifetime hmmmm.

And yet once more into the breach.  I find myself drawn to an automobile. Its comfortable. Consumer’s report says that it has some repair problems but I chose the engine and model with fewer. You guessed it Chrysler. As I’m listening to the litany of demise from the mouth of marketing at Chrysler – he says “we put a bad engine in that car. We knew it but it sold well. We’re not making it any more.”   Ahh yes the full circle. Not only NOT forever but not even partially.

I always liked the City on the Edge of Forever  on StarTrek. But even there she dies. Its not forever.

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Disposable people

I have a window on a wonderful new construction project in the North End of Hartford. We who work here know that this city and this part of this city are the 3rd poorest in the United States!  Anything new and beautiful is a welcome treat.
I watch the construction part by part, fascinated by the exterior work which is still proceeding rather industriously, sealing windows, sealing the roof and more. I’ve seen all sorts of jack lifts and long boom devices to get the workers up close and personal.  The other day I’m watching as this fellow is in one of the scissor lift self movers, no helmet, no restraining strap, no eye protection, no respirator jack hammering out concrete dust (clouds of the stuff) from a groove to be used in the roofing array.  As a medical professional I think, hmmm

Disposable people.

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Whats with Tzars?

We seem, in the US, to have come to love our Tzars. To be sure the Russian’s also loved their Tzars, to death.

Why is it then that we love them so? We have a car Czar, a Drug Tzar. Czar this and Tzar that. Its the same intellect that brought back ‘crusades’. Perhaps the most monstrous human losses were suffered in the crusades expeditions from West to East, jihads of an earlier time, most all doomed to failure.

So, why Czars?. The Russian’s loved their Czars, hated them and in the end they killed not only the Czar but his children, childrens children, household workers, horses and anyone who could pronounce the name. So why are WE in love with Czar’s for drugs and Czars for cars?  Given the mounting success of the war on drugs (actually a war on the American people, but more of that later) and the apparent success of the Car Czar (bankruptcy of the two of the three major US car manufacturers), we seem to be approaching the Russian ideal.

I’m old enough to remember Nikita Khruschev

Nikita Khrushchev pounding his shoe at the UN

Nikita Khrushchev pounding his shoe at the UN

declaring they (USSR at the time) would bury US. (yes yes its double entendre).  We recognized at once the value of shoe pounding and within a few years here we are, appointing Czars.

The Jews of the Pale, knew well that the Czar was no friend but as with all things they had blessings for everything.  Teyve in Fiddler on the Roof coughs up a blessing, ” God bless and keep the tzar — far away from us!”  Indeed.

As of old, Czars were not elected, nor even chosen by some lady emerging from the lake with a flaming sword, but chosen. We insulate them from possible rational commentary.  New sources flock to them for information. As of old, they stand apart.

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