So why not fix her up?
The car I mean. Peej. Afterall, this blog is supposedly about getting to the core of something rotten – our addiction to convenience. The cheap, disposable, lifestyle that doesn’t take the true cost of consumerism into account.
OK, it’s about learning how to cope without a car. But really, the pains of not having one are surely about the convenience or lack thereof, of being able to, at any time of the day or night, jump into our car and head down to the shop to buy a bottle of milk. Or take the Bobbin to visit Grilly on the weekends (she’s two buses away). Or those oft-talked about but not so frequently undertaken, road trips out on the Peninsula.
What about this notion of ‘Freedom’ (with a capital F)? Or the commonly used ‘Independence’ – given to us at an early age with our first bicycle. I’ve even heard people talk about their ‘Identity’ being integral to their car ownership. Ford vs. Holden? How deep does this go?
So in a society where we buy $5 electric kettles from the House of W (home to all things cheap, imported and nasty); designer coffees in un-recycled paper cups and you can’t find for neither love nor money a little repair shop to fix your electric shaver, let alone tackle it ourselves – why not set an example and keep our cheap, efficient little car on the road?
I mean what kind of car could we expect to get for around a grand anyway? Probably nothing much more than an excellent opportunity to commit hitherto undreamt of amounts of money into keeping another old machine road-worthy.
Apart from the fact that spending possibly in excess of $1000 right now on repairs just to get the car legal is enough to make me balk at the idea, the mechanic confirms the logic that perhaps sinking $1000 into a 1983 model car, however charming and low ‘mileaged’, might be tying ourselves into a relationship of diminishing returns. The logic continues that we should cut our losses, save that money and put it towards a new car. And what do we mean by ‘efficient’ in the first instance? In relation to what? Just how ‘efficient’ is a petrol-fired internal combustion engine anyway? There’s a topic for another post…
So, at the risk of repeating ourselves, this was the rationale behind our current situation – we are consigning the Peej to the great carpark in the sky. Or perhaps Trademe (overseas readers insert eBay here). Anyone want an un-warranted 1983 1600cc automatic Toyota Sprinter?