I'm always loathe to get into this topic because it really sucked the life outta me the last couple of years, and repeating myself into the vast emptiness of space is largely fruitless but...all this stuff about influencers and followers and YouTubers etc was really just nonsense.
I've grown largely agnostic about what people do with their GTs. It's a great car to drive and I think never driving it is somewhat of a shame, but at the same time, if the car came with no powertrain, I would still want to park it in my living room because I think it's art, and one of the most beautiful automotive designs of all time. So if you like driving it; awesome. If you like just looking at it for the sheer artistic value; awesome. I also just don't have the kind of cash necessary to put a billion miles on a car that has a front fascia that costs $94,000 as a part, and I think there's a lot of people in that situation.
Back to allocations, the application process was just an interesting marketing exercise, and a sincere attempt to at least make the vehicles available to real enthusiasts. Now here's where perception and reality diverge; it was not followers or views that got allocations, and it wasn't influencers that flipped the cars. I think that perception exists because it's what people want to believe about broader society. It was some derisible group of celebutard profiteers that value nothing, only attention, who said what they needed to say to get what they want. But that shit ain't the truth. The vast majority of cars were awarded to people on the merits of being an enthusiast or prior GT owner, and it was those people that did most of the parking and flipping. If you really want to drill down the demographics of it, it looks like the typical demo of this website, and the reality is, a lot of people just like an extra $300-500k more than they liked owning that car they professed they'd be buried in.
I wish the GTD was a little cheaper because I'd really love to have a car I can just absolutely rag the shit out of with no concern of the end value, and I really think it's gonna be an incredible road car to drive (and fast as balls). But I am way less invested in caring about who gets them, because I've stared into that abyss before and seen reality. I hope lots of people who really love them get them and do all kinds of fun stuff with them and make lots of people's days with them, but truly being able to discern who that is is very difficult indeed.
Jules: You read the Bible Ringo?
Pumpkin: Not regularly, no.
Jules: Well, there’s a passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. “The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon you.”
Now… I been sayin’ that shit for years. And if you ever heard it, that meant your ass. You’d be dead right now. I never gave much thought to what it meant. I just thought it was a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherfucker before I popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin’ made me think twice. See, now I’m thinking: maybe it means you’re the evil man. And I’m the righteous man. And Mr. 9mm here… he’s the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could mean you’re the righteous man and I’m the shepherd and it’s the world that’s evil and selfish. And I’d like that. But that shit ain’t the truth. The truth is you’re the weak. And I’m the tyranny of evil men. But I’m tryin’, Ringo. I’m tryin’ real hard to be the shepherd.