Mr. Berk states that, “I am not the vehicle police. I don't believe in a nanny state,” and I believe he truly feels that way. His article suggests that regular people like you and me should simply know better than to consume the same amount of fuel or resources as our social and economic betters, in much the same way that the help on “Downton Abbey” instinctively stands when an aristocrat enters the room. How dare some unwashed prole from Ohio or Montana have the effrontery to purchase a 420-horsepower truck. Why, my good man, that’s two-thirds of the twist a Bentley Bentayga can produce—and the Chevrolet is barely 20 percent more fuel-efficient. What’s next, I ask? Allowing manual laborers to own property? Giving Catholics the vote?
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Saturday, March 16, 2019
Endorsed
I’m not giving up my pickup—and neither should you