accelerate...

I know it's cliched, loving things, not persons. Pricey things, glittery things, things that are status symbols, normally involving some clever marketing strategy to appeal to your consumerism but do you know that feeling?

You switch a machine on
or
You start the engine

maybe
You accelerate

or just
feel the vibration and the sound

and you just know that you the machine and you are just meant to be together?

Does that sound silly?

You had a bad day but the way you drive/ride/use/play just makes you happy, makes you smile because
in that moment, technology and the world works in your favour, not against you...

It's something different than high speed adrenaline rushes, or something similar, I had them, I drove over 250 km/h on a German highway so I can safely say that's not it, it feels different.

Like love, only it's just a piece of alloys, chrome, plasitic and technology...

But it feels perfect, it's handling is so good its almost boring, it fits your behavior, your consumer pattern, your motto, your style.
Although it has been mass produced a million of times it feels like it has been designed for you and it's exactly what you need...

Have I finally succumbed to the ever present media nurturing these thoughts with their add campaigns or is this real?

Or perhaps you've finally become the truly modern person -- perfectly in tune with what they're selling: the things, the style, your own sense of identity. They've been chiseling away at us for ever, trying to make us totally maleable, predictable, saleable...

Today, you've become perfection, the new man, the final product, the next step of evolution...

...homo consumerablis.

Sounds like a pretty long list of things that I don't need or want. ;)

But if it makes ya 'appy ... :)

Maybe you simply love it for what it is, regardless of what anyone may think about it. You'll know it's coming from you, and not the ad campaign, when the ads go away and you still love it.

Explains why we can't seem to part with a car we've more than once considered selling. Get in, fire it up, hit the road, and wonder, "What the hell were we thinking?"

I could never love anything i bought unless one of three things happened;

1) i got it so cheap it's worth bragging about!
2) I modified it in some way resulting in 'improvement'
3) unusually long durability of the product - that always impresses me greatly

I used to collect PC games in boxes and I really loved opening an old 80s or early 90s game and smelling that smell, and feeling the thick cardboard. I gave it up though and sold all my discs a few years ago. Just wasn't worth the bother to me anymore.

Only thing physical I buy now is blurays or DVDs, and that's just because digital versions look like shit.

One night I watched my lover drive away from me - it had been an evening when he said "I think we're falling in love" and I realized he was right. Watching him drive away that evening, I was overcome with sadness and a sense of loss and an overarching feeling that that car was going to play a big part in my future life with this man.

These days, that car and it's ineffable sense of safety and love of the road - the thousands of miles we've spent in it since are indescribably mixed in with what I consider a symbol of our love and my love for another human being and for a particular car.

Anyway, there were only 750 of these cars sold in the US - she's Passion Red, 300 HP with amazing Brimbo brakes and she's saved my life more than once - so did he ;-)

So it's not just an object, it's not just a car but rather an amazing piece of technology that satisfies something deep in my soul. Now that's exactly what money should buy!

This is a very effective marketting technique of making an otherwise rational decision emotional (ie: buying a car/phone). Once you get this idea in people's heads it is impossible for your product to ever lose ('Rough idle? That's part of the charm!').

Try talking to someone who buys an iPhone.

Can't help but feel that Skynet is near...

This is a gem of a post, Cheered me up for the rest of the day, thanks!

~grins~ Glad I made your day! Certainly I've have many, many days made with that sense of power, of wonder, of feeling part of a machine as we glide round a curve at 40 mph effortlessly. Only having been a ballet dancer has anything beyond a body made into a machine made me feel such pleasure - well one thing tops it and that is him ;-)

I have never owned anything so special,,, although i do still dream about those old bomb cars i owned in my younger days.

Strangely, one can feel fondness for a crappy old car, especially the ones that still manage to be reliable by some kind of magic and look after you despite the state their in.

Hahaha, this deserves a standing ovation!
Touché, and +1

wrong thread somehow

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/2035996/Woman-married-to-Berlin-Wall-for-29-years.html

lets leave it at that.