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You have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughterhouse is concealed in the graceful distance of miles, there is complicity.


Theme Thursday yet again, and today the theme is LIMO.

One assumes that we are to talk about a limousine, that is, a luxury sedan with a lengthened wheelbase and usually driven by a chauffeur. The cocaine being snorted off a high price call girl's breasts is an optional extra.

I think that I am safe to assume that these three are most definitely not waiting for a LIMO. The stop would indicate that the Metro X-press (how hip) to Glenorchy is more likely.

As my sloth in getting this post up might indicate, I've been busy, so I've little time to waste!

The first thing I think about when I hear the word "LIMO" is wanker a story shared by a world weary colleague who mused on the differences between an American and an Australian, and yes, there is a LIMO involved.

In many ways, Australians and Americans are alike. Former English colonies. "New World" rather than "Old Europe". Outposts in a rich an bountiful, yet dangerous and foreboding, land. We've evolved (somewhat differently) into multi-cultural societies, melting pots of taste, fashions and looks.

In other ways though, we are quite different. Australia wasn't forged in revolution, rather evolution. We're sedate, while they're passionate. One suspects that we things move a little slower here in Hobart than they do in the bustling metropolises of NY, LA or indeed French Lick, Indiana.

My colleague said to me that one of the starkest difference between Australians and Americans can be seen in our respective responses to sighting a limousine rolling down the street. He said:
"The average American sees a LIMO with its ostentatious wealth, its unabashed hubris and he thinks, 'what's a fellow got to do to get himself one of those? That's the life!' Whereas. the average Australian sees a LIMO with its darkened windows, its fancy trim and thinks, 'who's that wanker in the flash car? I wonder who he ripped off getting that rich?'"

Call it the difference between the entrepreneurial spirit and the egalitarian drive.

I'm not sure whether such generalisations hold as true in 2009 and they might have in the early 1990s. Similarly, I'm not sure whether the degradation of entrepreneurial zeal or indeed a commitment to equality is a thing to be celebrated.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I always felt like Australia was a lot like Canada, just upside down!
Kris McCracken said…
Yoork, I've always though of Canadians like New Zealanders.
yamini said…
Despite the sloth, you managed to conjure up an interesting piece!!!

The title, though, is more thought-provoking.

And one more thing, I also consider a Limousine, a waste of time, energy and space. Thank You.
Megan said…
I see a limo and I thank the GSD that none of those drunk idiots are behind the wheel on my highway right now.


P.S. Actually, I live in a former Spanish colony...
Great title. Singular insight. -Jayne
Roddy said…
I see Limo and think of your mother being picked up, taken to Hobart, flown to Sydney, collected by another Limo, taken to a T.V. studio to do an interview or two. Collected by another Limo to do a shopping mall promo, then back to the airport to be flown back to Hobart, only to be collected by another Limo and taken home. All in one day. My head still spins at the thought.
Wings1295 said…
Huh - interesting look at it. I honestly have never given the differences much thought. But you make a good point, indeed. Cool post.
Tess Kincaid said…
I've been through French Lick, Indiana and it's so not what you'd think.
Ed & Jeanne said…
I see a Limo and think...crap...I better hurry and get across the street before it runs me over...
Brian Miller said…
lol. if i had a limo, i'd have no where to park it...really the appeal is not there...
Dreamhaven said…
A limo is no more and no less than the people inside it. It may actually insure a safer ride home for everyone as long as the driver is sober. Happy TT
Anonymous said…
Kris, Interesting opening about the slaughter-house...

I'll take the "optional extra", minus the coke( no need for that, when you've got that, wot? )...

And like your approach to how you see "what's to do with how the limo has been gained"...you're pretty well spot on about the American version! Well done!
Skip Simpson said…
I have always wanted to visit Australia. A friend and myself posted this on YouTube a while back.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJ5MV4HL_h8
JeffScape said…
I dunno... maybe I'm secretly Australian. I always wonder who the moron in the limo is, myself.

Hah!
Baino said…
I think we're of the same mind on this one. My daughter used to work for a hire car/limo place and those who hired and worked there turned out to be total wankers especially those hiring the stretch Hummers. Then I feel that way about anyone who buys a gold coloured car!
Tom said…
My limo is parked on my front lawn in Indiana, with flowers growing out of the trunk. Ha, not really. Funny hearing an Aussie giving a shout out to us Hoosiers. Hyuck.
Kris McCracken said…
yamini, I hate ‘em!
Kris McCracken said…
Megan, the Mexican–American War sorted that out though. Not to mention the Chumash, Pomo and Salinan...
Kris McCracken said…
Harnett-Hargrove, tasty too.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, happens all the time.
Kris McCracken said…
Wings, diff’rent strokes...
Kris McCracken said…
willow, it’s even more bustling?
Kris McCracken said…
VE, they’d run you over soon as look at you. Probably driven by a Pinkerton...
Kris McCracken said…
Brian Miller, they’re quite ugly.
Kris McCracken said…
Dreamhaven, dangerous to everybody else on the road though!
Kris McCracken said…
subtorp77, “stiffens the will”, they say about the old Bolivian marching powder...
Kris McCracken said…
Skip Simpson, don’t be wasting your time with horrible Sydney. TASMANIA is where the action is at!
Kris McCracken said…
JeffScape, well done!
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, Stretch Hummer = Micro Penis.
Kris McCracken said…
Tom, what’s not to love about the birthplace of Eugene Debs?
Megan said…
Interesting (to me, anyway) - I googled southern california indian tribes, to see if I could find a definitive list.

The "sponsored" answer sent me to a list of those that have casinos.

Hm.
Kris McCracken said…
Megan, Moctezuma's revenge?
Anonymous said…
Hrmm, that's true too. Never thought of it that way, but you're probably quite right. I know a lot of New Zealanders living here in Canada too.
nonamedufus said…
I look at your differences between the Americans and Australians and it makes me glad to be a Canadian. Oh, I'm sorry if I've offended anyone. Happy to change my opinion or withdraw it altogether if you wish.

Call me "Apologetic Canadian"
C.M. Jackson said…
Kris-

who knew? I can see why you liked my take on the limo.

great post! c
Jaime said…
i don't care who's in the limo - unless it's me. then i just like to sit back and enjoy someone else chauffeuring me around for a change.
Dot-Com said…
I think there's a lot to it, and I'd see it the Australian way on this one *lol*
Kris McCracken said…
Nonamedufus, bloody Canadian fence-sitters!

;)
Kris McCracken said…
C.M. Jackson, that's a good C&W name!
Kris McCracken said…
Jamie, they look like they have uncomfortable seats to me...
Kris McCracken said…
Dot-Com, we're heavily influenced by the Irish in that regards. The Fenian influence on the ALP I guess!

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