The Automotive Philosopher

Aaron Warren

Aaron Warren
Location
Chicago, Illinois, USA
Birthday
June 07
Bio
My fascination with automobiles and just about everything mechanical started, I think, when a small cluster of cells developed somewhere in the first trimester of my existence. I have always been a fanatic. I am, however, not what one would call a gearhead – but a connoisseur, an automotive philosopher. I look at automobiles the way an art critic looks at the creation of a new talent, the way a vinter critiques a new wine, or the way an antiquarian sums up a piece or fine rare furniture. An automobile, to me, is more than the sum of its mechanical parts. It is an exercise in rolling art. Art so complex that it captivates every sense. So, here I find myself in my first “pleasure” writing format looking to share my insight, opinions, emotions, and knowledge on the subject. I am a, person who revels in being able to work on my own vehicle as well. To me a grease monkey is one which messes about with cars, usually doing more harm than good. I think of myself as more of a surgeon or technician in this regard. Precision requires, well, precision. I have spent the better part of my professional career in the automotive industry in a sales, training, and development capacity. I have an intimate understanding of this industry; its triumphs and shortcomings along with the products that are the result. On a personal level, I am obsessive about the car culture. Every venture I take out into the world is a hunt for a rare glimpse of obscure chrome, or an unidentified engine note. To me, driving is a sort of Zen like experience melding man and machine. The feel of an automobile as it moves and responds to your inputs can make or break one’s experience with a vehicle. Some of the most beautiful cars in the world are absolutely atrocious to actually drive. Harsh, fragile, monstrous beasts that are near impossible to control and civil. The thorns of the rose, if you will. Oh, how I love them so! I read auto industry statistics the way some read the sports page. I visit local dealers to examine new cars the way one examines a vintage comic book. I am the guy in his garage, in a lab-coat, nonetheless, cleaning his engine, and listening to the valvetrain with a stethoscope. I can diagnose most engine issues purely by sound, and can identify most cars by the sounds of their engines. I look at the valve cover of the Jaguar XK engine with the reverence of a religious icon and the intake of a Chevrolet 350 as though it were Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa. I am a student of all things automotive… So, come along with me on my adventure through this world of automobiles, automobile culture, business, enthusiasm, and philosophy!

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Salon.com
JULY 2, 2009 2:44AM

What a Waste!!!

Rate: 3 Flag

 uh oh

Living in the Northwest 'burbs of Chicago, I am surrounded by some very wealthy towns. Rows upon rows of McMansions and Cooky Cutter Homes stretch across the landscape. For the sake of a massive display of wealth, one such tycoon bought up a bit of land at the corner of two eight lane major roads and built what I would estimate is a 7,000 sq ft home. The only problem is, it backs up to a car dealership and fast food joint!

As one drives through these blue-blood-burbs you see all matter of conveyance. Everything from Rolls Royces and Jaguars, to Hummers and Priuses - or is that Priusi/Prieye? On my daily wanderings I am privy to seeing an insanley high concentration of ultra high end luxury/exotic metal on the road. Today, on my way to lunch about 5 miles away I saw no less than 4 Bentley Continental GT Coupes, a Ferrari that I was too far from to ID, a Lotus Elite, a Lamborghini Gallardo, and a Rolls Royce Phantom. 

Invariably, I end up trailing one of these ubber-autos in traffic. Today, i was behind the above mentioned neon-orange Lambo Gallardo, a car that can accelerate faster than the speed of light and cost as much as a small island. A real drivers car, so much so, it holds the road so well, that if you turn too fast, it will literally separate your face from your skull creating a terrible mess, and ruining the fine Italian upholstery.  

So, as I ride behind said Lambo, I notice that we're going 35 in a 50 zone. ARG! We get up to a light, where the road opens back up to 4 lanes, and I'm stuck! The slow moving Lambo is in front of me, and a fully laden dump truck is in the right lane.  The light turns green, and we begin to pull away, if that's what you can call it. We were moving at a tectonic pace! The dump truck was through the intersection and merging to the left before we got half way across the road!What's the deal!?!

Why is it that those who can afford to indulge in these marvelous machines are also the ones least qualified to pilot them, or appreciate their capabilities? I don't expect the driver to call on the car's vast capabilities at every intersection, but c'mon! We lost a drag race to an 80,000 lbs dump truck!

If today's display was any indication of this particular gentleman's requirements for a means of transportation than he should simply hand over the keys to the Lamborghini to someone who can, and will appreciate every aspect of the car, like me! Such a driver would be perfectly content driving an anemic Yugo with diarrhea as its performance capabilities would be more than sufficient for their style of driving! What a waste!

 

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I can so relate! I often say to myself, "Why does that person own that high performance car if their going to drive like they're scared of the power they're sitting on? Oh, and his left turn signal has been on for over two miles!" In some cases, I call them middle-age crisis cars. You know the ones, aging man scared of his hair loss and growing paunch, driving the late model Corvette, top down, with a lovely young thang sitting next to him struggling to keep her "do" from getting mussed. She needn't worry. He's going 26 mph.

Great piece!
Hahaha, Aaron I can picture your face as your trying to drive that guy's car with mind control. Great post. Rated and clicked on ad for the mere fact that I've been behind that guy many, many times in my life.
They "need" to be seen. Paying that much money, you better drive slow. Me, I'd have it the wind. I'd love to open up one of those things.
Great Post.