Fifty years ago was today's future, not tomorrow

Now just add fuel cell technology or whatever, and a whole new (old) attitude

Jesus, imagine a two-toned lilac and purple car! Today fun in an automobile (as little as one may find) always drags in an nasty sort of aggressiveness or defensiveness. Cars are built for conquest of one sort or another; color is out unless it's a fightin' color (I get frequent comments on my own bright aphid green car--it stands out so much; I'd own a lilac car in a second). The simple idea of fun is a problem these days--the whole all-pervasive male rapper/gangsta macho aesthetic (the absolute nadir of what was always an impressive and imaginative black style history) paired with the modern women's sex-worker shtick (where did feminism vanish to once all those rage-filled college girrrrrlz graduated and started making the big bucks?) and the across-the-board cynicism kind of eschews any sense of fun and playfulness. When you're working so hard to summon up that much attitude there isn't any time or room for much of anything else.