We caught a bunch of Ford Rangers this winter in Texas and in California. Such good-looking trucks: form following function, etc. The practical, useful, wheelbarrow truck. Which is what pickup trucks were supposed to be before they morphed into those hulking beefcake symbols of American decadence chasing us down the freeway with the requisite Roganesque, ball-capped, bearded male hunched over the wheel of his (Raptor... Tremor... Longhorn...Laramie....Ram...King Ranch Edition...Texas Edition.....) and working out his masculinity issues at 90mph. There ought to be a macho truck edition called the Sick Puppy. It did seem to us there are fewer massive pickups on the road in Southern California than in Texas, which makes sense given the price of gas in Cali, even before this evil dumbass war.
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