The US car market is such a bizarre joke.

Paying $35,000 to $70,000 for a complicated shitbox car that doesn't even run well. Most conk out before reaching 100k miles.

We used to have cars that were basic, affordable- and you could fix yourself.

What the hell happened?

— Retro Coast (@RetroCoast) March 6, 2025

The last BMW I bought came without a dipstick. You have to trust the car’s computer to tell you it’s low on oil.

These automotive computers freak out completely when it’s cold or really wet out there. You push the start button and you get the “Engine is Dying Tow It to the Dealer at Once” warming.

I will never buy another new car. I’m trying to decide what pre-emissions quality car I want next.

How did we get to this? It’s simple. In Washington (and at EU headquarters), the car companies, the big insurance companies, and the Eco-Enviro Religious cultists got together and drew up long lists of things they want in your car that screw up performance and that run up the cost TO YOU.

In the good old days, you could talk to Morris Garages in Oxford, England, tell them exactly what engine, how many seats, what extras you wanted, what color, and they’d build you a car.

Today, you need Big Brother’s permission and imprimatur, and have to pay the Big Insurance Company, before you can own a car and drive it on the roads your tax dollars built.