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Remember when the
Berlin Wall got toppled and hordes of East Germans immediately headed
west like Forty Niners in a gold rush? Eager to
see for themselves what the Soviets had
been keeping secret for so many
years, West Germany's autobahns were suddenly cluttered with East German Trebants
-- little low-tech wheezers
that
could barely
get out of their own
way
let alone the way of a Bimmer clipping along at a buck-thirty-five.
Our beloved German
Shepherd, Axl, can easily win a 0-30mph drag race with a Trebant.
Our
lawn
tractor with its Briggs and Stratton engine is more reliable and easier to
maintain than a Trebant and it climbs hills better too. The relic toaster in
our kitchen boasts more modern
styling than a Trebant manufactured in the same year.
Which slime ball car
guy was responsible for
putting all
of those noisy, unsafe-at-any-speed, hyper-polluting scheissewagens on the road? Blame it on the Car Czar.
The Car Czar, that purveyor of automotive schlock; that despicable denizen
of dictatorship showrooms; that government approved slickster-without-a-conscience who
would cram people into rust-prone death traps with a shoehorn and grease to meet
his monthly quotas. That same double-dealing sales-o-crat who would move a
customer to the head of the delivery waiting list if he slipped him pair
of American Levis that he could sell on the black market.
Consumer Reports
won't tell you this, but the Car Czar appears to be alive and well and could be
heading to a (literally) US-owned auto dealership near you.
Beware folks because the Car Czar will look and sound much more legitimate,
if not American, this time around.
No longer wearing your
Uncle Frank's castaway tweed suit and six-inch-wide knitted tie that was sent to Europe in a
CARE Package but somehow found its way into the inventory of an East German
thrift shop, the Car Czar will now be sporting new threads from the Men's Wearhouse, purchased
with a federal work clothing allowance check.
This time around he'll
boast about consumerism instead of communism. He'll be all about government emissions
control, safety, fuel economy and recycle-ability standards. He'll use the
word green a lot, except as it relates to the extra dead presidents' pictures you'll
need to pony up if you want to do the politically correct thing.
This time around the Car
Czar will tout tax credits but will avoid telling you that there won't
be any price cuts or rebates to help lower your monthly payment.
He definitely won't explain that a team of crack tax accountants will be
required if you
expect to ever see a dime's worth of your "green incentive" money.
On a more serious note, a Car Czar
would be the overseer of a sales plan
with the potential to
marginalize, if not destroy, the domestic auto industry quicker than you can say:
"The UAW is on strike!"
While import brands
(including those manufactured right here in the fly-over states at an unfair
cost-per-unit advantage over their American counterparts) will continue to be
marketed as usual, domestic companies will be forced, through government intervention, to make
fewer so-called gas guzzler models. Specifically, those high-quality
full-sized trucks and SUV's that sold well until fuel prices
suddenly
spiked. The likes of which Asian companies have been unable to perfect,
let alone sell for
less.
Worse yet, domestic
automakers will be compelled by the Car Czar to compete head-to-head with Asian
manufacturers in their most successful niches; the ones they carved out for themselves
over decades in
fierce hand-to-hand combat with each other as much as with the Big Three.
Still up for grabs is the alternative
power vehicle market. But unless the Obama administration's Depression Era-style infrastructural works program includes
the rapid construction of a vast network of electric and alternative fuel filling
stations, sales of new-tech cars will remain as stalled as a Trebant
at a downtown Stuttgart traffic signal.
If you think the West
Germans had road rage when those Trebants hit the autobahn just wait until
the Pentagon is forced to procure jeeps from the guys they
fought in World War II.
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