Not all people are blessed with what you would consider good taste. But should you hold your lofty ideals to a mass of people who genuinely love and are consumed by a low brow art form? The mere passion they exude should be evidence enough for one to become a believer that this shit is real. With the same meticulousness that Christo wraps his islands, these men of the hick nature craft their monster trucks.    I remember, as a child, going to the Armadillo Ballroom late Saturday evenings in my hometown to see amateur truck rallies. The local tough guys would jack-up their Ford trucks and run them through an impromptu course of mud and water. For the most part, the men would emasculate themselves by getting stuck, but the champs who made it would become God-like figures that night, and would be treated like kings inside the honky tonk. Texacana, pure and simple.
This same essence has been brought to a grander scale, with grander trucks in Monster Truck Rallies now coming to a convention center near you. There is something purely testosterone about going to go see a vehicle so grossly overpowered it can literally jump and crush the very car you drove in to see it. Maybe it's a safe way to vent road rage, maybe it's the earth-shattering noise, or maybe it's something deeper.
	It's a common fact that men cannot have babies, save the occasional guy in the National Enquirer. They envy the fact that women can create life, and the compensation is always displayed in the great works of mechanical hijinx. It is a man's attempt to simulate birth, to build one big fucker of a truck and have it crush everything in its way. Not unlike a woman giving birth, the rally produces a memorable scent, and it is definitely something originally American.
So the next time you see a horde of red necks going to a Monster Truck Rally, don't chastise them with references to Deliverance, but salute them as the true American heroes they are. For if not Monster Truck Rallies, these same people would be dancing to Sprockets instead of Hootie, and who really wants that?    God bless America.