It’s no surprise I loathe the Chevy Volt (see here, here, here, and here). I should be finished with it now. But I can’t help myself. The Volt is a big red neon target of stupidity that calls to me. “Pound me to dust”, it says. Who am I to ignore the voices? Somebody give me a hammer!
Luckily I’m not alone. Here’s what the Washington Post had to say:
“Perhaps the signature energy policy of the Obama administration was the Chevy Volt — the electric car that the Obama administration tried to bribe Americans (with their own tax money) to buy. These “green” cars, we were assured, were going to transform American industry and energy use. Sucking huge subsidies from taxpayers, the Volts nevertheless sold (or rather, didn’t sell) for an eye-popping $41,000.
But in crash testing, it seems the Volts have a nasty habit of bursting into flames — taking all of those government subsidies, to say nothing of the passengers — down with them. The metaphor is irresistible.”
See? It’s not just me. It’s a trainwreck of fail. You can’t help but watch in fascination as everything implodes.
Hat tip to Maggies Farm.