
Why do we insist on showing off so much?
On my walk home, there’s a 3-way stop. Today, there was a dark green 4th generation Camaro V6 at the intersection. It had been snowing and the streets were slick. Taking advantage of the favorable conditions, the driver dropped the hammer, spinning the rear tires not only across the intersection but also down the street at out of sight. Those of us standing at the intersection were left with the smell of oil burning our nostrils and the clatter of the engine ringing in our ears.
Such a display is always intended for an audience. However, the driver was alone, and none of us were particularly impressed. I imagine the spectacle was for the benefit of the driver himself. But to what purpose? Why does he, and everyone else for that matter, feel the need to make such a ruckus?
As I understand it, we show off in an effort to assert our individuality, to distinguish ourselves from the crowd. We do it to demonstrate uniqueness to ourselves as well as others. The desire for unique identity is healthy and common. In this context, showing off is a good thing, so long as it’s done wisely.
Being an obnoxious show-off might feel good in the moment, but you won’t win any points with anyone else. What did the gentleman in the Camaro really demonstrate? That his weak-kneed pile of scrap can only manage a burn-out when the road is paved with ice. And that he's horribly reckless. When you show off, you’d better do it tastefully.
Now, I’ve tried to think of the redeeming qualities of that Camaro, but there aren’t any. So the only thing to do is to get rid of it and spend the money on a respectable car. For the same money you can find a good first generation Ford Taurus SHO. You won’t pick up any girls with it, but it’s one of the most affordable and genuinely special performance cars around. For a bit more coin you can get a nice Ford Focus SVT, one of my very favorite hot hatches of all time.
With either of these cars, and a bit of talent, you can humiliate posers in tarted-up Civics all day long. And that’s something to shout about.


