It's SEMA time again, the annual customizer festival in the desert that never fails to polarize opinion — perhaps appropriate that it starts on an election day this year. We've just begun our coverage, but already we've witnessed ICON's Toyota/Lexus mods and Nelly's fab Flex, with a bunch more to come. So, let's assume you're either in the aftermarket biz or you're a famous R&B artist: What would you build for the SEMA show? Us? We're torn. It would either be a '73 Alfa GTV donk with an LS9 crate motor or some sort of explosive device. Or a combination of the two... (QOTD is your chance to answer the day's most pressing automotive questions and experience the opinions of the insightful insiders, practicing pundits and gleeful gearheads that make up the Jalopnik commentariat. If you've got a suggestion for a good "Question Of The Day" send an email to tips at jalopnik dot com.)
I'd drive through Appalachia and enlist a whole bunch of bluegrass musicians to do cars in their personal style. A little bass, a lot of midrange, and insane amounts of highs. This would be an attempt to switch from the Urban to the Extra-Extra-Urban demographic. Mid-70s El Caminos with no restoration work—West Virginia would represent with "Stone/Coal Crazy." Alabama would enter "The Iron Sheik," a mid-50s Dodge pickup-slash-rat-rod in baby blue, celebrating the bygone industrial steelmaking era. Tennessee would show us the "Crockett Tub," a vintage high-roof delivery van in dairy livery and coon-skin interior.
And all these bluegrass guys would call each other "pickers," but nobody could else could call them that because that would be offensive.
And 2 years from now, suburban white kids everywhere would be sporting overalls and straw hats, celebrating old-school Americana in everything they do. Which will work out well, since the youth-for-Obama movement will have ensured no jobs for them. It's not just an act, it's a lifestyle.