Laurence Jones 1970s, Dynamic Divergence, Ford Motor Division, Mercury, Orphan Brand

Dynamic Divergence: My Mother (And) The Car

photo-1-3Social Networking can bring about some really awkward interactions with parents if they are young enough and/or technologically savvy. In my case, they center around my mother and her opinions on some of the curbside classics I find and post to Facebook from time to time.

Due to her direct experience as a fashion conscious (and cautious) teenager in the mid 1970s, a number of classic cars can elicit some pretty strong memories. “Oh god! That is the same Comet grandma tried to buy for me my junior year” was her robust response to this Split Pea Green Comet I found in the El Cerrito hills.

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Dynamic Divergence: The Village Of The Damned Prius Owner

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Out of the blue, my longest term old friend asked for advice in regards to buying a “new” car. She’s moving on from her 2003 Honda Accord. An urban dwelling badass that has worked on both sides of the tech and non-profit divide, she’s looking to reward herself with a new ride, to spoil herself with the latest and greatest of luxuries. She’s also expecting her first child.

Both of us, in our Mid 30’s, were born into California car culture. We were blessed with rolling not-so-relics from the 1950’s and 60’s splicing through our upbringings as malaise machines were in retreat, giving way to modern masterpieces of the 1990s and Y2K years.

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Laurence Jones Dynamic Divergence, Humor, Queers And Cars

(Dynamic Divergence) Make Room For Daddy: Your Favorite Personal Coupes and Meaty Muscle Machines as Famous DILFs

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We all age.

It’s a fact of living and not dying. Once we move on from desiring youth, we may start to, or may have always appreciated a little bit more maturity in what we want.

In the Queer male dating world, we have whole scenes dedicated to the phenomenon, jokingly/not so jokingly (examine that patriarchy why dontcha?!) playing on our sexual-psychological make up, and run after the “daddy” archetype.

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