Many readers will know that at times, indeed much of the time, I don't half rant and ramble on and on. Well tough, this is the long dark tea-time. Get it? Anyway, when it comes to ranting about obscene things no one does it better, and often times, with more obscene satire than Michael Morford. So on the subject of the Navistar CXT I'm happy to defer to him and his commentary at SFGate. For those who aren't going to click the link, here's a summary...

So then. Let's do it. Let's just get it over with. Let's all get a CXT. I mean, what the hell, right? Let's just give in and stomp around like we own the goddamn place and burn up all the remaining oil a fast as possible, maul the roads and gag the air and wipe out all those silly Priuses and Mini Coopers and all those annoying gnatlike bicycles once and for all.

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But you'll be OK. You'll be safely ensconced in your CXT, loving the fact that in Hell, it's all "off road."

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