I can't imagine the setting where I live, my neighbors, or anyone dictating what kind of car I can drive. We still have "freedom" of choice, which we supposedly love so dearly? For years, my grandparents always were spouting the mantra of "don't buy German cars" ( the Holocaust) and "don't buy Japanese cars" ("what they did to our boys..."). One time when I came to visit, my grandfather was ranting on me about this, until finally I told him *I* was the one with a neutral car... at the time I had a Volvo and DH had a Saab, but it was my mom who had the evil Mazda. He shut up after that.