Pocket Rockets

Jeremy Clarkson once described Italian hot-rodder Carlo Abarth as “completely bonkers” because of Abarth’s wonderful yet totally impractical designs, especially when taking the staid little 1960s-era Fiats and turning them into fiery sports cars.

To wit, this 1966 Fiat 850:

…into the snarling, 100+mph 1970 Abarth 1300 Scorpione:

In the parlance of my ill-spent yoof, the Scorpione would have been described as a “bird and a sponge bag” car, in that it had absolutely no luggage space at all, and the aforementioned two items were all that one could fit into the little screamer.

Like that’s important.  And even though I would have no chance — zero — of fitting even my 25-year-old frame into the Scorpione, I would grab that little thing with both hands, oh yes I would.

Amyway, the Abarth story has a sad ending.  In the early 1970s, they were bought out by Fiat, and disappeared without a trace — other than when Fiat wanted to make their rather boring sports cars (e.g. the 2015 Mazda Miata-based Spider) sound racy, and slapped the “Abarth” monicker thereon.


Note:  In the U.S., the Scorpione was marketed as the Lombardi Grand Prix, fitted with the less-powerful 843cc engine.

Quote Of The Day

From Ishmael:

In France, food prices rose by 65% between 1770 and 1790 but wages increased by only 22%. Price increases were attributed to government failure to prevent profiteering. Poor harvests throughout the 1780s, culminating in the most severe winter for decades in 1788/1789, created a rural peasantry with nothing to sell, and an urban proletariat whose purchasing power had collapsed. The other major drag on the economy was state debt.
Sounding familiar?

Indeed it is.  Not that I’m suggesting anything, but lately I’ve noticed quite a few writings on Teh Intarwebz that include sentiments symbolized by things like this:

…etc.

Cometh the time, cometh the mob.  Just sayin’.

News Roundup

So let’s start with womyns…


...I prefer the Roger Sterling take:


...thus showing more commonsense than the average politician blaming the guns.


...because they’re idiots.  See next item:


...I think all PETA members should be forced to house the rats in their own homes.

From the Lawn Awder Files:


...busy little boy, huh?


...and:


...ah yes, “teens”.  Shorter, and easier to spell than “gangs of Black hooligans”.

And speaking of Black hooligans, Over There this time:


...first, they came for the guns.  Then, the machetes.  And then:


...and after this… screwdrivers?  hammers?  potato peelers?


...that “gender equity” thing is a bitch, innit?

In World” News:


...okay;  how about “enemy”?

From Dept. of Global Cooling Climate Warming Change:


...what?  Solar power not working for Finland, then?  And:


...that’s page 272 in  Das Kapital.


...”give”?  Fuck off, Fattie.  If your fat ass overflows, buy your fat ass its own seat.


...annnnnnd:

And for more INSIGNIFICA:

   

...you could start by minding your own fucking business [sic].
And speaking of sexual activity:


...I know, I know:

...and a few more:

Hey… summer’s coming, right?

Two Events, One Day

From our insufferable apartment management comes this little bit of eco-silliness:

I refrained from pointing out that the energy required to manufacture the snacks and bottle and deliver the “free” water would vastly exceed the puny energy “savings” from our little complex.  Talk about “virtue-signaling”…

Now, what other momentous event occurred on April 20th?

Oh yeah, a birthday:

Wherever the bastard is, I hope the temperature is set to BROIL.