The saddest part of the equation though, its to think that standing there could be a man, with every bit of car-loving machismo as the boy-racers or muscle car crowd that has been reduced to driving the worst class of automobile imaginable: the minivan.
This is a vehicle which invariably has cheerios crushed in between the seat cushions, bits of broken toys hiding under the seats and a plethora of unidentifiable stains decorating the interior. More than likely it smells of baby-sick, and has a Spongebob disc permanently jammed into the dvd player.
Minivans are on the whole, terrifically ugly. In their early years, they were boxy with none of the appeal of say, Volvo station wagons. As they evolved, they became oval blobs of boring.
I have objected to econocars like the Toyota Corolla as being too beige, but clearly: a minivan could be painted Lamborghini Verde Ithaca (the iconic lime green) and it would still be beige-er than a manila folder on the desk of an accountant.
Lets point out the worst example of minivan design in my opinion: The Nissan Quest
You will notice in the picture that the Quest is located on slightly uneven ground, which partially hides the problems with this particular horror. I like to call this Salvador Dali's minivan, because it literally looks as if it is melting off its own chassis.
Under consideration, I believe that the designer of this particular van fell asleep while drawing up the body lines. It is that boring.
I had more to say about this model, but the blog publisher ate the first draft, and it is impossible to stare at a picture of this van without nodding off.
I can only imagine that anyone who drives this van must be constantly blasting the air conditioning and radio to avoid an unintentional nap that ends in a ten car pile up.
