For many of us, buying a mini van is a spiritually crushing bow to the practicalities of parenthood. We each compensate in our own way. My wife and I bought a two-seat sports coupe to add balance to our lives.
This guy went a whole other direction:
To each his own.
(It was parked in front of an office building in Washington, DC.)
I can just see the Craig’s List ad now. “For sale, Serious Motorcycle Trunk, includes attached BMW R1200ST. Great for hauling the keg up the Dragon’s Tail.”
One expects to see the camouflaged Bronco II sitting in a front yard down a dirt road in a Carolina swamp — the ’30s Jaguar? . . . not so much.
An SS100 maybe?
The Constitution of the United States is a glorious standard; it is founded in the wisdom of God. It is a heavenly banner; it is to all those who are privileged with the sweets of liberty, like the cooling shades and refreshing waters of a great rock in a thirsty and weary land. It is like a great tree under whose branches men from every clime can be shielded from the burning rays of the sun.
— Joseph Smith, Jr., Epistle to the Church from Liberty Jail (March 25, 1839)