Archive for June, 2009

Tom Swifties

June 8th, 2009  |  Published in general

There’s a great and growing collection of Tom Swifties (dialog with built-in puns) going on now at Schott’s Vocab blog on NYT. A few favorites:

“I hear the president asked King Abdullah about the Saudi penalty for pickpockets,” Tom said offhandedly
” ‘Goody Two Shoes’ is the best song of the 1980s!” Tom argued adamantly.
“A reporter should always ask ‘who, what, when and why,’” he said unwarily.
“But I’m all for exams!” Tom protested.
“I don’t know what groceries to buy”, Tom said listlessly.
“Your boat motor sounds awful” said Evan rudely
“That just doesn’t add up,” said Tom, nonplussed.
“I just slipped on a banana,” said Tom superciliously.
“I’ve lost an entire month!” Tom cried, dismayed
“Actions speak louder than words,” said Tom proverbially.
My butt’s sore, Tom asserted.
“Certainly, Doris,” Tom said yesterday.

more wheels in streets

June 8th, 2009  |  Published in general, policy

Some compelling evidence from NYC that more bicycles on the streets makes it safer for all cyclists. More of the story and some good discussion going on at Streetsblog.org, graph from transalt.org.

ridership_graph

This video of traffic in India is worth a look while thinking of traffic alternatives. It looks like total chaos, but notice that despite the lack of a western-style, strictly-controlled intersection, traffic is actually moving pretty well. There’s a good mix of autos, trucks, motorcycles, scooters, bicycles and pedestrians on the road, and nobody’s getting run down or pushed off the road. Drivers seem to be more cautious, and all road users looking out for each other. The top speed is slower, but i’ll bet the overall travel time isn’t that much different because the intersection is in constant motion as dictated by the traffic flow. Going a little slower allows everyone to be more aware of their neighbors, and negotiate their way through or across (or upstream, as one car does toward the end). I imagine that driving there would make most Americans utterly lose their shit.

This is stuff extroverts need to know. They’re driving us crazy. We need to tell them.

June 4th, 2009  |  Published in general

You know i’m way behind the curve when i’m writing about a 6-year-old article, but this much nodding in agreement can’t go un-mentioned. I had a big ‘aha’ moment reading this funny and excellent Atlantic essay from Johnathan Rauch on introverts. Not the discovery that i’m an introvert, i’ve known that for years. It’s having the articulation of how it feels, and some of the stresses of living in an extroverted world. Worth a read, as are the follow-up article and interview linked with it.

Why GM Failed

June 4th, 2009  |  Published in general

I’ve been pondering this lately, with the pending (and now announced) bankruptcy of General Motors. Actually, i’ve been thinking about it for about 25 years, since i was first interested in cars.

The first car i remember my family owning was a ‘72 Buick, and i remember climbing up on its trunk to escape a horseshoe crab on a beach in New Jersey in about 1973. It was pretty cool for a family car, with the steel mag-style wheels and metallic bronze paint and dangerously-hot-in-the-summer plastic seats. There were other cars that made an impression early on too; the Chevy cargo van on which i learned to drive manual shift (3-speed on the tree), my grandfather’s brown Pontiac and most of all, my grandmother’s silver (formerly seafoam green) 1968 Camaro. From an early age, i was predisposed against Fords and sat firmly in the GM camp. Until, that is, i was ready to buy my own first car, because by then i wanted a VW Beetle.

I came of car buying age in the mid 1980s, which was the very bottom, the Mariana trench, of US auto design and manufacturing. Rebounding from the gas crisis and the recession of the early ’80s, what we got in the ’80s were the K-cars and the other companies versions of K-cars. There were about 4 different GM cars in that era, differentiated across divisions only by paint, the badge on the trunk and the color of the seats; a Chevy was a Pontiac was an Olds was a Caddy. Even the Corvettes of the mid-80s were ugly, for chrissakes, though thankfully not built on the same platform as say, the Citation like the abomination that was the Ford Capri-based Mustang.

My mom had a 1980 Chevy Citation; piece of crap. Her subsequent Cavalier was somewhat less bad, but not really good. The big 3 US auto makers were coasting on inertia, residual good will and crossed fingers, but it didn’t last. My first car was a VW not just because i loved the mechanical simplicity of the air-cooled engine, but because i found one in good shape. Most of the late ’70s US-built cars i could afford in 1984 were either total gas hogs (yes, i cared about that even with $0.99 gas), or literally falling apart. I was impressed that the knobs and switches on the 12-year-old Beetle worked as expected, and when pieces inevitably failed i enjoyed working on it. I was an enthusiastic kid though; more telling was that my mom’s next car was a Toyota Camry.

For high school graduation, an uncle gave me the gift of a share of GM stock. It was an expensive gift at the time, even for a single share, and i remember that he had waited for the share price to drop a bit. It was a vote of confidence in my then-current intention to become a mechanical engineer and design cars. As i worked through college and owned more cars (2 Chevy Monzas, VW Fastback, Datsun 210, Volvo 240, Pontiac Grand Am, VW Fox) and rented or borrowed others, i compared and contrasted them inside and out. I inspected with interest the first Saturn cars as they were previewed outside of the Engineering building at the University, marveling at the lost foam engine casting and other new ideas in action. I later rode in the Saturn production models and was disappointed in the fit and feel and execution of those neat designs.

I switched tracks to Journalism mid-stream and the glittery shine of the automotive world faded as the wider world and increased bicycling put it into better perspective. I’m no longer interested in building cars, though i appreciate a good car and generally pay some attention to the industry. It’s been disappointing how much time and energy they spend defending the status quo and fighting any sort of regulation and innovation. They blame the unions and the markets, but really, they’re stagnant institutions chasing the low-hanging fruit. They’ve been sitting on a virtual transportation monopoly for 50 years that has been driven by cheap fuel and a public willingness to support the infrastructure that automobiles demand. Now that we’re seeing gas prices rise and the likely decline of the petroleum age, the public is increasingly demanding more from their cars and improved alternatives to cars, but the auto industry is too busy circling the station wagons to take the lead.

What the auto industry needs is its own Apple; a company with enough brains and guts to define a next step, any next step, to get people thinking again. The Saturn division had some promise in this area, but ended up as just an alternative to buying a Chevy. What Saturn (or some other division) should have done is to produce small runs of concept cars that aren’t watered down by the marketing department, fine-tuning new ideas much as the smaller bicycle companies have done with city commuter bikes and cargo bikes; defining new categories, and finding new markets. What we have had here is a failure to innovate, and an over-reliance on three companies who refused to step up.

On a larger, related note, perhaps it’s time to reconsider ideas such as “too large to fail”, and wonder when a company is too large to be of use. There are great examples of companies who make a virtually unimprovable thing, and should continue to do it well indefinitely, but when it comes to something that so widely effects the health and safety of virtually every citizen on the planet (as automobiles do) having a leaner, more responsible and more innovative corporate culture might be a healthier thing for us all.

Kottke has an identically-titled post collecting some other, more pithy commentary on the matter too.