First, it was all like this, in the Inner Richmond:
But now it’s like this:
As seen by photographer James Corrigan:
Read the news and turn the pages:
“Study: Volkswagen’s emissions cheat to cause 60 premature deaths in U.S. – Timely vehicle recall by German automaker would avoid some 130 early deaths, researchers say.”
And yet he’s still making more money than you:
This case is similar to those against Asiana and Boeing for Flight 214, in that seat belt design might have played a very small role. Perhaps these seat belts could have been designed better, I don’t know. Perhaps we’ll find out after trial or, more likely, this case will settle for a couple million and we’ll never hear about it again…
The News of the Day:
“Audi said 2.1 million cars worldwide were fitted with the software that allowed parent Volkswagen to cheat U.S. emission tests. Some 1.42 million Audi vehicles with so-called EU5 engines are affected in Western Europe, with 577,000 in Germany and almost 13,000 in the United States, a spokesman for Ingolstadt-based Audi said on Monday. Affected model lines include the A1, A3, A4, A5, A6, TT, Q3 and Q5…”
Oh, and here’s the story of how things came to light.
Now this ride espied in Frisco the other day is too large to be powered by a two litre engine, but even so…
Even so, Dude…
I know what you’re thinking – you’re thinking, But Will It Drift?
Well, with plastic wrapped around the tires, the answer is YES
An accident* on Masonic yesterday at Hayes, with CCSF’s John Adams Campus (the former Lowell High School, 1913-1962):
(My money’s on the VW’s driver being at fault, but who knows.)
Now how many airbags exploded during this fender bender, like a dozen? You could see all matter of them from a distance. How much would it cost to replace a single side curtain bag, for instance, one wonders. The upshot is that the people inside these rides get injured less than they would have a generation ago, but the cars get damaged more.
So it’s off to the scrapheap they go.
Seems fair enough.
*’Cause it wasn’t on purpose. Now if it were, then we’d call this collision attempted homicide or something. But if you’re an “urbanist” or whatnot, feel free to call it a collision if you want – that word would also apply. TY, drive through.
In the next world war
In a jackknifed juggernaut
I am born again.
In the neon sign
Scrolling up and down
I am born again
In an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe
In a deep, deep sleep
Of the innocent
I am born again
In a fast German car
I’m amazed that I survived
An airbag saved my life