Does Anybody Remember...???

Driving home from work today, behind yet another Cadillac Escalade, something dawned on me.

Does anybody remember when it MEANT SOMETHING to drive a Cadillac? A Cadillac was something to aspire to, a destination if you will. Man, one day when I'm rich and successful I'm going to own a Cadillac.

When I'm rich and successful...It used to be that you had to be rich and successful to own a Cadillac. I'm not praising Cadillac for making their cars more accessible to middle America...God knows they're still very expensive automobiles. What I'm asking is how in the hell are all these people driving Cadillacs? No response please. It's a rhetorical question.

Judy Soccer Mom is driving her Cadillac Escalade by day and parking it in her one car garage at night. Don't get me wrong here, growing up, not only did I long for a Cadillac, I yearned to have a garage...period.

Which brings me to another point...Who in God's name is building all of these ENORMOUS houses??? My wife and I are building a home now and we've had a chance to glimpse into the seedy world of home building. In other words, we now know what a screw job building a home is. In looking for a neighborhood, we asked ourselves "just how is it that a family builds a 3,000 sq ft home, landscapes it, installs a pool and fills it with plasma tv's and chippendale furniture...and Mom stays at home with the 4 kids?"

I just don't get it. My wife and I are both professionals and make a very comfortable living and still balked at the price of these homes...But they're selling out, and fast. In just no time, the streets will be teeming with pocket bikes (another post on my abhorence of those is forthcoming) and children who fail to look both ways before becoming a nuisance in the streets. You ever notice that parents of brat kids give YOU a dirty look as you attempt to use the street for its intended purpose? It's not a playground PTA Betty, if it were they would have installed a slide and monkey bars when they poured the concrete. But, I digress...

Just how is it that these people are building mini-mansions and driving luxury automobiles? The Hoosier Mentality. My wife and I coined this phrase to describe those that want FUN at any cost.

An Example: Buford really wants one of them new pocket bikes. In spite of the fact that he's forty years old, hasn't made a house payment in two months, isn't saving for retirement and is facing a possibility of a layoff, he buys two. One for him, and one for his friend, who doesn't have the money, but he's "good for it". You see, the Hoosier Mentality celebrates "Payin' the bills ain't fun...but this new pocket bike brings me good times". It's all about the good times...and impressing your friends with your "stuff". It's just a matter of time until we can add "overdue hospital bill" to Buford's liabilities column.

It's simply a matter of irresponsibility and a lack of forethought. Oh well, I gotta go now, need an oil change on the Honda and I'm going to research the possibilty of launcing a Pre-Owned House and Luxury Car web site. Gonna be alot of those for sale real soon...