do not mention the war

Germans are for cars

In England, Germany, Identity, Stereotypes on September 9, 2010 at 14:43

So or similar did Jeremy Clarkson (Correct me if i’m wrong on that one!) once describe what he thinks Germans are best at: Making cars that are reliable and sound. And efficient. Prove to that statement is the fact that Germany is among the biggest car manufacturers worldwide and that German cars are driven and admired for their technical reliability worldwide. Even old bangers like a seventies Mercedes can be sold off to Africa, either to dispense rare and expensive spare parts or as taxis and other valuable means of transport. Beetles and VW Camper Vans are still driven and are kept almost as a treasure.

Prices for cars older than 25 are going through the roof and the number plates have an H at the end to indicate that this car is a historical piece of engineering. This way it is clearly visible for other drivers and onlookers that they are seeing a piece of history right in front of their eyes or in their rear view mirror. On top of that those cars are groomed to almost perfection on a regular basis by their owners which makes the objective observer wonder, if they have nothing better to do than looking after an old car. One simply needs to go into a prosperous suburban area of semi and detached houses in any place in Germany to witness a phenomenon. Men, mostly beyond forty, are getting out of the house, onto the front lawn and start cleaning and grooming their cars as if ordered by a higher force to do so. Sunday after bloody Sunday these people clean their cars as though their midweek commute to work and back with the odd detour via the supermarket and the sports club is a ride across rivers and through mud lands that their cars now require every attention and effort possible to be clean again on a Sunday afternoon only to be spoiled again come Monday morning when the ritual commences once more. There are extreme cases where cars are rolled out of the garage, are meticulously cleaned and are put back into the garage immediately afterwards. The following week this ritual would be repeated. One could go as far as to say that the cars are put back to safety from a hostile world.

If Jeremy Clarkson was indeed the author of those words, then the man was spot on in his analysis, provided he was attempting an analysis in the first place. Germans and cars are a match made in heaven. For Germans are for cars, read, Germans are made for cars. They love their cars, they love how they produce them and they love to look after them as though they were married to their cars instead of their wives. The car industry is so deeply ingrained in the German soul and thinking that the fate of any car producer is fastly becoming a political issue which threatens to destroy or at least severely harm the social consensus of the nation. What happened to the British car industry will never be allowed to happen in Germany. If anything, the car makers would rather sink themselves than anybody trying to sell them off or to close them down. If the love of the German people for their cars will ever fade, the country will certainly face difficult times but that scenario is a long way off.

Autos? Richtig, Autos. Es geht hier um ein Zitat des englischen Autonarren und Journalisten Jeremy Clarkson, der da postulierte, dass Deutsche wie dafür geschaffen seien, gute Autos zu produzieren. In der Tat hat der gute Mann Recht. Deutschland = Autoland. Das Auto ist der Deutschen liebstes Kind, wie die Überschrift ja schon andeutet.

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  1. Hi, I responded to your comment on Pulp Curry and thought I would check out your blog. I remember hearing something along the lines of:

    “Heaven is where the police are British, the cooks are French, the mechanics are German, the lovers are Italian and it is all organised by the Swiss. Hell is where the police are German, the cooks are English, the mechanics are French, the lovers are Swiss, and it is all organised by the Italians”.

    Kind of sums it up to me!

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