FOXSYLVANIA

— Permit me a digression.  I went to my first demolition derby last night.  It was both repellent yet oddly fascinating at the same time, kind of like a mummy or Dick Cheney.  The entire experience was reminiscent of the scene in Artificial Intelligence where anti-technology humans smashed and burned functional yet obsolete robots before a gleeful crowd.  Artificial intelligence, however, will never substitute for natural stupidity!  At the price of admission I thought I’d see at least one ejection, but that was not to be.  I did see yesterday’s Cadillacs, Fords, and Chevys in mortal combat.  In the heat of battle so much dirt and smoke was generated that you could barely see the combatants; engine components caught fire, and sheared-off bumpers littered the field.  The assembled crowd of spectators spanned the age range of infancy to old age; redneck knows no bounds, and there are far worse things to be.  It was a very stupid, yet strangely purgative experience, one which perhaps expresses the love/hate relationship that humans have with their cars…

…and to think that they call us animals!