Big Truck

Noticed: rarely do I see a woman driving a huge pick up truck, the kind with six ginormous wheels and that measures as wide as two Prius' side-by-side. Sometimes with the words Heavy Duty and 4X4 emblems on the back. This is what I'm talking about:

Granted, I do not live in Texas, where I imagine women have been driving similar vehicles for generations. But only because that's the vehicle their husbands taught them to drive way back when. Male-driven society teaches "the little woman" how to drive.

I was driving behind this truck this morning, with it's polished silver exhaust pipe that could bathe in my bathtub. And I thought, as you would, He's compensating for something. And here is where I sit in judgement, I know. I'm a horrible person. But I'm telling the truth. I thought, This man needs this truck, needs to fill it up with tons of gas. He needs all that gas, because he needs that big truck. Which is re-stating, I know, but a man like that, needing all that gas, and (my next psychological step) not wanting to pay much for it, would most-likely (here's the stretch) vote republican. Am I wrong? Of course I'm not wrong. But, as Donald Trump so graciously has proclaimed, I have a problem being politically correct. Let's just tell the truth. The truth only hurts if your (an idiot) acting in ways that are irresponsible and show lower intelligence. I'm not hiding behind words here, I am willing and frankly able to communicate differences of opinion without punching, kicking or biting. I may mentally spit on you. Hours after we've talked. But I welcome any comments or feedback you'd like to share.

I feel bad for that man. I mean, we can't assume, as you may think I'm implying, that he has a small penis, therefore needs the big truck. The chances of all big truck drivers having small penises...come on, there can't be that many. I don't know how many such trucks are out there or were purchased last year. I am convinced that there must be either a childhood reason for the need, or father/mother issues...maybe an older brother beat up on him as a kid, and he never got over it. I feel compassion for that man.

On the other hand, what if there's not a conditioned factor that leads to the need for the truck? I guess there could be some genetic physiological explanation. Hmm. Or if it's a combination: you have this couplet of genes AND you are raised by not-so-good parents, for example, boom. Need Truck.