While you're at it, turn the reliable, roomy, family cars into trendy, slick capsules with masses of superfluous buttons and controls staring you in the face like you're in an airplane cockpit.
And don't forget, eliminate automatic shifts on the steering wheels....just crow about the intrusive, dangerous, macho-man knobbed sticks sticking up in the middle of the front floor that those antediluvian old fogies with arthritis (and the money) hate.
Yep, no wonder the old fogies are hanging on to their venerable 10-year-old Mercuries, Lincolns, Chryslers (with the useful big trunks and good interior height) till their last gasps. They're not out surfing the new car showrooms much, anymore, either.
The only thing that will revive the U.S. auto industry is some genius designing "real-people cars" in various price brackets.....and there are some of you who know exactly what I mean.
There's a reason folks are nostalgic about old cars.....and it's not tail fins.
Leni
Leni