To honor the gentleman who left me his car, when he passed -- whose direct request was to "consider a fast food bumpersticker, or at least a mudflap girl or two, for it," as he was a glorious contrarian and scholarly counterculturalist -- commissioned a completely non-
Pontiac-sourced, unique "phoenix resplendent" art design, vectorized it, had it cut from the sort of rainbow pebbled holographic material of questionably-distasteful legend, and very discreetly set it as the "shadow" of my hood ornament. Yes. It's true. Sebastian is adorned with a Screaming Chicken, or as my wife and I have dubbed it, a Rare Greater Crested Disco Kestrel.
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Some of you will be soundly horrified by this, and to this, I can simply say "it's tiny, it's subtle, but yes, this impact is not entire unintended." I honor the man whose magnum opus was a groundbreaking book on the philosophy of dialogue whose central point an be summed up with "Academics, such as myself, are self-congratulatory ivory-tower hidebound [expletive]s and that's what's wrong with discourse these days" by recognizing that I'm just not at his level of Extremely Intellectually Punk, but...I honor it.
This has a fascinating side effect that I only discovered after installation. Not only does my hood ornament now have a stardust-colored "Spirit of Ecstacy"-esque "shadow" cast in rainbow light behind it, but it now
glows rainbow in backscattered, pebbled disco light, in the morning and evening. It's really rather lovely, and visible only from the driver's and passengers' perspective.
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I am equal parts ashamed of myself and kind of delighted. I completely understand if I'm lifetime-banned from this forum for crimes against good taste. In my defense, or perhaps sealing my fate and begging contempt of court...
I regret absolutely nothing.