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At that point black people could buy these cars. Blacks would make payments for years on cars, typically wrecked cars in horrible shape, often paying an entire lifetime for a single car. Even worse, sometimes these jalopies would be taken from their black owners, who would have to continue making payments for cars they no longer had.
Is there anyone who would argue that in this scenario, black are the “real winners”? Those poor honkies only know fleeting infatuation with a car, while those lucky black folk get to develop a deep, lasting emotional bond with a prized possession. And what’s a lifetime of payments for such a mature, adult experience?
No one would argue that, for the simple reason that it’s crazy talk.
In my analogy the cars are women. Alpha males make little or no investment in women, and as the women grow older or have kids, they’re passed down like an older brother’s purple knit tie and earth shoes.
Now the beta male starts making payments on an older woman with considerable more wear. The schmuck buys drinks, dinner, chocolates, gift cards, car repairs, Christmas and birthday gifts, theater tickets, etc., while the only thing the alpha male ever bought her was a pair of edible panties.
But the poor alpha male doesn’t get to have a family. Yet the “family’ the beta male is buying by staking half of everything he owns on a roulette spin with 50/50 odds can be raked off the table in a moment. The chump is acting like Loyd’s, insuring that his wife won’t leave him, and offering a huge payoff in the event that she does.
People who buy new cars usually fail to realize that for much of the time you own your car it is worth less than you owe, and for the man who’s stuck with an ageing, bloated wife who nags with a voice like a rasping hacksaw, the cost of leaving is (apparently) too great. And what little enjoyment he gets from the marriage pales in comparison to the terrible price he would pay if she leaves.

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