Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Driving Mr. Rupert

The rumors are true. Dan Neil, the L.A. Times’ Pulitzer Prize winning automobile columnist, has left to go to the Wall Street Journal. Talk about shocking. Dan is a notorious Left Coaster, and him going to work for WSJ publisher Rupert Murdoch is like James Carville signing on as a writer for Rush Limbaugh.


Dan is probably my favorite author. Where writers like Pat Conroy spray readers with a firehouse full of metaphors, Dan’s word pictures are peregrine falcons, soaring, sharp-clawed, and always lethal when they dive to strike some stumbling four-wheeled pigeon--are your ears burning, General Motors? Actually, Dan’s review of the Pontiac G6 a few years back (“An American Idle”) made the folks at the General so mad they pulled their advertising from the Times.

Some of my favorite Neilian metaphors include one from his visit to an upscale Hollywood store (“Rodeo Drive leads Los Angeles in collagen per capita. There are more pouty mouths there than at an orphanage at Christmas,”) and this description of a recent Bentley, (“about as aero sleek and slippery as the mountain on its way to visit Muhammad”).

Driving a high end BMW in the former East Germany, Dan talked about cruising down lumpenproletarianstrasse. I’m sure this little bit of mischievous typing briefly got Karl Marx more hits than a bong at a medical marijuana store.

Dan isn’t all bore and stroke. He’s also a notorious biodegradable-card-carrying greenie. For example, he did a review of an electric composter, which he described as more than a little noisy--sounding “like a Lincoln Town Car had fallen into the disposal.” And Dan is pretty critical of fuel swilling cars, referring to the aforementioned Bentley’s turbocharged engine as “a woeful and desolate killing field of hydrocarbons, the wailing wall of dead dinosaurs.”

I was curious about the story behind the story so hacked into the WSJ’s voicemail server (a piece of cake—system username “supplyside,” password “taxcut”) and downloaded messages from Dan’s first day on the job. I’ve transcribed a few:

“Dan? Hey, Sarah Palin here! We met yesterday at the Ferrari dealer? By the way, red is definitely your color [wink, wink]. Anyway, I hear you write good and asked the guy who reads newspapers to me to look you up. Well, he found something about a dude named Mohammed doing things with mountains. Dan, I asked my foreign policy guy about this while he was doing my hair and he says this Mohammed probably isn’t a Real American if you know what I mean and maybe even a foreigner so probably a terrorist. So Dan, you know the printer or whatever of your paper, you know, Rupee Morlock or whatever? Well, he’s a Real American and won’t like that stuff. So, my advice….hang on while I get this other call…”

“Dan! Roger Ailes! You know, CEO of Fox! Just got your number from Sarah Palin. You’re going on the Hannity show next week. We’re doing something fair and balanced on how socializing the auto industry led to the Toyota recalls. One of your talking points will be ‘Are Runaway Obamamobilies the New Death Panels?’ Great, huh? You don’t need to remember this, it’ll all be on the teleprompter. So…hang on, that damn cell phone…”

“Dan. Glenn Beck. Got your number from Roger Ailes. Need you to do my program tomorrow. Here’s the theme--remember that old Broadway Show, ‘The Solid Gold Cadillac’? We’ll wouldn’t it be cool to bring that idea back? The whole car wouldn’t have to be gold, maybe just the transmission or something else big. Maybe say it would improve handling—isn’t gold light? Anyway. Hold on while I get this call…”

“Dan, this is your editor. We’ve decided the title of your next feature story should be “Driving Mr. Rupert.” The idea is you’ll review Mr. Murdoch’s car collection…”
  
So, I e-mailed some questions to Dan. Does weaving through Fifth Avenue traffic count as canyon carving? Can you finally afford that Ferrari F430? Is global warming really a hoax?

Unfortunately, I didn’t get any answers. But I still hope. Come on, say it ain’t so, Dan.

Wait…isn’t that Dan over there? The guy in the turbo Bentley? The one towing a Ferrari and cutting off a Prius?

Sigh. Et tu, Dan?  



Garrison Walters is author of the recently  published thriller, Killing Justice.