Thank you, Jordan Peterson.
Month: September 2022
Contemporaneous Pricing
From Younger Reader Daniel D:
As I have watched your frequent auto posts I notice that higher end cars, Farraris and the like, from your youth appear frequently. Many seem in immaculate condition, as I suppose anything of that value is, but it seems the same tier of cars are fairly often seen for those who travel in those circles. These are not mass-market cars like the classic Mustangs of the same era, so their continued existence despite I assume the same level of gleeful driving seems somewhat remarkable. I wonder if you have any perspective on the price at these times as it relates to spending power, as I have not seen anything other than which reflects their value as collectibles. I wonder if this tier of automobile was slightly more accessible as a doctor’s life goal type purchase as opposed to buying a house’s worth that someone else could T-bone. Were higher tier cars at a more accessible price point in the past for the merely well-to-do as opposed to only being a plaything of the rich?
It’s a really good question, with a couple of answers necessary.
Firstly, the issue of price vs. wage level, at various points in history. I often use the comparison of my own situation in the mid- to late 1970s as an example (using the SA Rand as equal to the US$ in terms of its local buying power, which it was for almost everything except gasoline/petrol). So:
- Salary at the Great Big Research Company: $400 per month
- Rent for my 1BR 1BA apartment in the heart of the city: $90 per month
- Price of a new VW Golf: $1,200
- Rickenbacker bass guitar: $1,100.
Now, the approximate sticker costs during the same time period (and in today’s dollars):
- Rolls Royce Phantom: $26,000 ($159,700)
- Dino 246 GT: $13,900 ($85,375)
- Porsche 911 S: $8,675 ($53,280)
- E-type Jag: $5,725 ($35,165)
- Chev Corvette: $5,192 ($31, 890).
I should point out that the official increase (or decrease, if you will) of the dollar’s value from say 1976 till today is about 5.21, but for automobiles, it’s about a 6.14 – 6.15 multiple.
In actual fact, given that today a Corvette actually costs about $65,000 (double the “official”) and any Ferrari or Rolls is north of a million shows you how unaffordable the upper-end cars have become.
(I remember talking to a doctor friend back in the day, and he commented that buying a Rolls in 1965 and keeping it for 20 years would actually have saved him money, compared with buying a new Merc every five years, even with the maintenance costs included.)
But let’s just stay in the 1970s for a moment, and consider my annual salary as a humble assistant statistician back then was $4,800. (It was NOT a bad clerical salary at the time.) If we take that Porsche 911 S as an example, it would have cost me about 1.8x my annual salary.
That same position’s salary in today’s dollars is probably $55,000 per annum, and a “base” 2022 Porsche 911 with only a few options will set you back about $115,000 — or about 2x the annual salary. Not too far off.
However: my rent back then constituted about 22% of my monthly salary, whereas rent for the same type of apartment today would account for almost 90% (or more, depending on the city) of my monthly salary — and assuming I moved out to the ‘burbs, it would still account for close to 50% of my nut.
So the takeaway from all this is that a “reasonable” sports car was more within the average Joe’s reach back in the 1970s, whereas those same cars are completely out of reach today.
And yes: even back then, the truly high-end cars were pretty much accessible only to the very well-to-do, as they are today. My father was an established civil engineer in the early 1970s, and the Dino would have represented 1.3x of his annual salary — and there was NO WAY he would have considered it. He chose instead a Mercedes 350SL, at 0.6x, and who would blame him?
By the way, an immaculately-restored Dino 246 GT — Ferrari’s attempt at an “entry-level” car — will now cost you from $350,000 to $stupid.
Damn Your Eyes
No Big Deal
From indefatigable Reader Mike L, I get the news that three containers of ammo appear to have been stolen in North Carolina.
At first, I rushed to make sure that I had an alibi for the times in which the crimes were committed, but when I learned it was all Winchester White Box 9mm FMJ, I pretty much quit, because even the BATF/FBI spies lurking around this website should have realized by now that I’m never in the market for that silly stuff — not even to sell, let alone possess.
Probably an inside job, I’m guessing.
But that reminds me… I need to get to the gun store to buy some more ammo. Manly stuff, not that Euro nonsense.
“French soldiers training with handguns”?
News Roundup
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Let’s scurry off into the news…
…you had me at “Biden gets hopelessly confused and lost”.
...reading to be followed soon by practical instruction, no doubt. Fucking groomers, shoot them all.
...ummm Mr. Rotten, you may have forgotten this, but the entire raison d’être of the Sex Pistols was tastelessness. It certainly wasn’t musical talent.
…beating up women, rape, child sex; is there anything this guy can’t do?
...let’s hear it for the Religion Of Peace:
…a.k.a. the nationwide Post-Lockdown Sex Frenzy.
And for our Feelgood Story Of The Day:
…the little shit should have been executed back in 2003, of course, but this will do for now.
…using language that no doubt would have sounded familiar to Josef Goebbels.
…applying the word “male” in its most generous sense to this girlyboy, that is.
And from the files of INSIGNIFICA:
...”Thith ith an emergenthy thituation!”
And finally:
…ah yes, Tomi. I’d pay to watch her read from the phone book.
And that is the end of this poxy foxy news.
Story Of The Day
From Knuckledragger:
I wandered into the gun shop on the public square in town yesterday afternoon about 1 PM to buy a brick of 22LR and when I went to pay for it with cash, Brett started laughing at me with, “I guess you’ve heard about that credit card bullshit too, huh?”
He told me his credit and debit card sales are down 90% lately and every single one of his sales so far that day were cash transactions.
I’m going to head over to our local merchant of death later to see if he says the same.