A Few Vintage Rolls Royce and Bentley Factory Photos Following a Short Essay…

I sometimes entertain the thought of picking up an old beat up and ratty vintage Rolls Royce or Bentley to roll around town in, fully patina’d to the max inside and out far past a point of what the majority of civilized people would consider as socially acceptable, and most likely a convertible. It would have to be in a cosmetic condition that would make it clearly understood that there was absolutely no form of posing being attempted it this situation, it would simply be a once-decadent vehicle in a full state of rotting decay to test exactly who understood the big picture and those who didn’t. Lumpy idle, car fully shaking from side to side and the occasional backfire wouldn’t hurt either, as well as possibly an overly polished gold package to top it off with too, which would happen to be the only shiny bits adorning the old relic to add a bit of contradiction for the truly savvy. Of course, the cracked leather front seats would be shared with my shelter rescue dogs and possibly any stray that I found on that particular day’s journey, just to rub the point in a little further. It would have to be a bastard car that provokes emotion not unlike what the 1969 Silver Shadow race car that appeared on Bringatrailer.com must stir up in all that come in contact with it. Most passersby would most probably look at it and not know exactly what to think, as they had been trained throughout life to turn their noses up at such a display but at the same time their utter disdain for the audacity that was unfolding before them was really a classical case of ignorance and confusion disguised as a false sense of superiority. Most likely there would be the occasional blank stare and/or thumbs up from curious onlookers, but I suppose the whole fantasy is really somewhat more of a deeper antisocial statement about conspicuous consumption and the status symbols that society attaches to material objects than anything else. When it comes down to it, though, I think I would enjoy it just for the sheer entertainment value it could provide alone in true Rock n’ Roll style…until the reality settles in of their outrageous maintenance and repairs bills and I come to realize there are far better, more productive and sociable ways to spend my meager earnings. The dream then at that point always quickly fades away only to reappear once again when I see yet another decrepit example show up on BeverlyHillsCarClub.com (which happens to be nowhere near Beverly Hills, by the way) to stir my imagination… Now, how about a small collection of a few old pictures from the Rolls Royce and Bentley factory, the real reason for this posting here today…

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