This economic chokehold on the motoring industry is squeezing air out of everyone, but it’s doing us a great service at the same time. It’s culling the weak. Separating the wheat from the chaff.
Obviously people losing their jobs is a personal tragedy, but that’s happening everywhere.
Objectively, when a rubbish product goes to the wall, it’s fair dos. It means than when the capitalist dawn breaks and reps are picking through their catalogues to spec up their new mile-munching three-box saloons, they might not have to choose between five types of Vectra. Or Insignia as it now is.
In the US, where Vauxhall’s parent company General Motors is now ‘Government Motors’, things still look bleak.
The automobile in no small part gave birth to 20th Century America, a symbol and manifestation of freedom, which in itself is the fundament of the American psyche.
And now GM is owned by The Man.
Your freedom now belongs to the government. I very much doubt that people are going to aspire to own a car – and cars will remain a deeply aspirational purchase through all this – that is being sold by The System.
Could this spell the end of misplaced patriotic loyalties? Rover hadn’t made a good car in decades when it went tits up.
And yet we went into some sort of Lady Di state of national mourning. GM was a shambles for a long time, making the bed that it, and Opel and Vauxhall, now have to sleep in.
Vauxhall didn’t make bad cars, not like Rover at any rate, but they were obliged to make boring euro boxes, dictated by the bean counters in Germany and ultimately Detroit, where Barack Obama is now dishing up soup on the streets.
So if the worst happens, and GM/Opel/Vauxhall doesn’t recover, at least we motoring minions can avoid driving at best unimaginative and at worst frequently sub-standard products. This is just Darwinism. It’s brutal, but it works.