Yes, the road.

Yes, the road.
Eagle Nest, New Mexico. “People like to drive because driving is actually and symbolically an almost perfect mechanism for escape…there is probably no human being who does not have troubles, real or imagined, from which he at times feels the need to flee.” George R. Stewart.

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We own a 1975 GMC Sierra Grande 15 in Maine and a 1986 Chevrolet Custom Deluxe 10 in West Texas. Also a pair of 1997 Volvo 850 wagons. Average age in the fleet is 28 years--we're recycling. I've published 3 novels: THE LAW OF DREAMS (2006), THE O'BRIENS (2012), and CARRY ME (2016). Also 2 short story collections: NIGHT DRIVING(1987) and TRAVELLING LIGHT (2013). More of my literary life is at www.peterbehrens.org I was a Fellow at the Netherlands Institute for Advanced Study for 2012-13. I'm an adjunct professor at Colorado College and in the MFA program at Queens University of Charlotte. In 2015-16 I was a Fellow at Harvard University's Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study. The Autoliterate office is in Car Talk Plaza in Harvard Square, 2 floors above Dewey Cheatem & Howe. SUBSCRIBE TO THE AUTOLITERATE DAILY EMAIL by hitting the button to the right.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Living Large in America: the Ford Transit Connect & State-by-State Obesity Rates

 These nifty 'tradesman' vans are very popular in Yerp, as we saw when we lived in Holland. Ford has been importing and selling them into the US market since 2010...

Now that they're available in the US, the design will start super-sizing until soon the point of the original (small, neat, economical efficient, hardworking) will be lost, as they become another swollen myth-vehicle...like the F-150 (sorry, I meant F-350 of course)...This truck reminds me--it has the gestalt of--one of those megachurches you see out there in the exurban heartland...Kind of defensive. Shiny, but kind of angry, too. Over several tops.  Kind of an assault rifle of a truck.

In the meantime, I'm noticing a lot of the brisk little vans in Maine. Catch one while you can--they won't stay small for long. Nothing does in America, especially the people.



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