I have been enjoying myself watching lots of witty British automobile talkshow Top Gear on telly for a while now and I got addicted to browse for more on YouTube. I think British reality show has everything to talk about for being more dramatic and less staged, other than having exceptional mannerism of elevating profanity to entire new level.
Certainly I was refering the latter to Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmare.
Photography has pretty much killed painting, while telly has made going to the theathre seem pointless and YouTube comes to kill telly and spoil everything up.
This video might come out a little bit old for some, but certainly not for me.
Coming from a person who has massive passion in cars and automobiles, and the kind of guy my dad would love to talk to, he got it spot on when he described Perodua Kelisa as unimaginative junk with no soul, no flair and no passion.
If only they put a little bit of love in making it - really sit down to come up with proper design, compelling engineering and all that jazz - rather than cleaning up a jungle and churn something out to prop up the nation's GDP.
I am being more than patriotic to agree with that lad, despite the fact that he was born in Doncaster.
We all have to agree that if automobile market is a pool of Premier League players, Perodua is someone worse than Titus Bramble.
I think most of us are grown-up enough to know that ignorance kills, and being patriotic and emotional are just not enough to cover things up.
Most importantly, refusing to own up to our mistake (or stupidity if you may) is worse than being dumped by a stupid, hideous girl. It is a pathetic little act.
It is a great insult to those who has passion in car and those who love it too much to name them after a girl's name (other than feed, wash and take it for a spin).
The same way they insult me with what they did to Malaysian football scene.
Let there be love because all you and we need is love.
Hey, Jeremy Clarkson can be quite a prick, actually. And psycho. You tengok tak dia race in the shopping mall? Detrimental to the environment/sekeliling, haha!
Hm, and I have to disagree with you on this, you know. Perodua may not create love machines on the road, but they produce cheap and reliable cars to the masses.
They may not be as savvy as BMWs or other German cars, or as state of the art as Japanese ones, but they take you places (in the literal sense), and don't disappoint you. They give the lower class and working class some sort of social mobility, they take you places in the figurative sense.
Their designs aren't as fugly as one would think, in fact they're rather decent, without much add-ons only because they have to keep economical for the market they're targetting: the lower to middle working class and teenagers (yang kaya).
Not everybody can afford imported cars, and certainly not everybody were born into families that only buy non-Malaysian cars.
To say my family is a hardcore Perodua fan is to stretch it a bit, but I think you could say we are avid users. From my sister, brother, to 2 aunties, uncle and cousins, we use Perodua cars.
I have never known how it feels like to drive a luxurious/big car, maybe, but what I know is Perodua cars have served my family to its best, and for long too.
So before we make a claim about a half Malaysian company that provides a greater good to the society (pertaining to Adam Smith's Invisible Hand concept) even if they are just profit-maximizing/mercenary firms, we still need to see how they help other factions of the society.
Okay, this is like a short blog of its own, haha. Sorry=P