Monday, May 11, 2026

My Little Kia Set a Record; F*ck the Ballroom!

 
by Pa Rock
American Consumer

I bought my little Kia Soul, used, in the Kansas City area five years ago next month.  The fact that I am not a heavy driver can be attested to by the car's odometer which registered 18,000 miles when I bought it and today still has a little less than 70,000 miles to its credit - and that includes two trips to Oregon and back, one of which traversed much of Canada - as well as numerous trips to and from Kansas which tally about 600 miles per outing.

Earlier this week I pulled into a Casey's Convenience Store here in West Plains, probably for a lunch sandwich and a lottery ticket, and noticed that my gas gage was sitting below a quarter of a tank.  With an empty gas pump beckoning me to pull forward, I did.  It wasn't until I had the fuel flowing that I noticed the sticker which said that it contained Ethanol, or "corn juice" as I like to call the additive to the bastardized gasoline.  (If you haven't guessed, in a country where children go to bed hungry every night, I have issues with putting part of America's food supply into our vehicle tanks - when it should b going into the bellies of the nation's hungriest and most vulnerable.)

But the fuel was already filling my tank, so I let it run.  I noticed that I was paying $3.93 a gallon for the gasoline adulterated with corn juice.  Just a few scant weeks earlier I had been paying $2.49 a gallon for real gasoline.  When the pump finally shut off and after I squeezed a final squirt or two into the tank, the tab was just over $40.00!  

My own $40.00 purchase of gasoline last week was a record.   In the five years that I have owned the little Kia Soul, that was the first time ever that it has had a forty-dollar fill-up!   In fact, I have rarely even had a $30 fill-up.   It's a good thing the tank wasn't completely empty to begin with or I would have probably forked over a fifty-dollar bill just to do a few weeks of putting around!

I heard on the radio this morning that the national average price for gasoline is now at $4.52 a gallon.

Trump owns this mess.

I wish Donald Trump had to pump his own damned gasand pay for it, too.  Maybe then he might have a smattering of a feel for the hell that he is putting ordinary Americans through - but that would take more humanity than Trump could probably muster.

F*ck the ballroom!

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