As those of us between the ages of about 30 and 45 are awash in nostalgia over the fleeting, compromised return of a cultural touchstone, our brains crank up the random associations and buried memories. And we realize how scarily old we're getting.

Really: remember how big a deal the Boomers made of the 20th anniversary of "Sgt. Pepper"? "Ritual de lo Habitual" is older than that now. And good luck finding a copy of it at the local record shop, if such a place even exists for you anymore; they're as hard to find as a good unmolested CRX. And go back to that unfortunate commercial and change one letter on that model designation: Honda's not the same either now, is it?

Times change. Things change. It's not always bad, it's not always sad, but it does happen. And sometimes it's weird.

Which is the sort of feeling that must have gone through TrampaOnline's head as he watched a Cadillac ATS sling itself around the 'Ring:

I never thought I'd see the day when I'd have more respect for Cadillac than for Honda.