Today, in lieu of blaming, I spent the day lurking on an Airstream list. The list is run by a woman named Hunter, who I liked immediately because she a) digs horses and b) she traded in her husband for an Airstream and c) she installed a Gaggenau range-top in her galley. She rolls full-time with two dogs and two cats in a 25-foot Classic Excella and appends every post with the motto “‘Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting ‘… holy shit…what a ride!’ Mavis Leyrer – age 83” (ellipses hers. Of course).
The topics on the list are mostly “have you ever been down Route 8 in Pimpleville, KY?”, and what sort of caulk to use in your leaky shower, and the best trailer hitch, and general bereavement over the fact that Ford isn’t making a diesel Excursion anymore, and what to do if mice or condensation infest your Airstream. I have learned much. I was especially edified to discover that even the online Airstream community has trolls. “What kind of moron,” you ask, “would troll a friggin trailer list?”
The answer will surprise no one: godbags!
One of which tried to sneak in an off-topic bible verse about, of all things, leprosy.
To which sideways-skidding Hunter sensibly replied, “no Bible verses on the list.”
This caused an uproar. Hot-button concepts such as “First Amendment” and “censorship” and “God love the USA!” were invoked. Epithets were bandied. Bible-philiac feathers were ruffled. But Hunter stood firm.
“The bible topic,” she announced, “is over.” Because religion and politics “can spiral out of control.”
Tell me about it, Hunter. Tell me about it.
“WOW!!!” wrote disgruntled commenter Dave, a big fan of both Bible verses on RV message boards and exclamation points. “That’s sound like the words of a control freak to me. Well sometime when group owners end up with the bulk of the members they tend to start thinking that there God them self”
Furthermore, because after all it exists within the patriarchal paradigm, I found that there is some perceived caste system or hierarchy amongst RVers. Dave’s old ball-and-chain Barbara, who got bent out of shape in wifely solidarity, was now advised not to let her Airstream door hit her in the “….” (this Airstream group is so polite they voluntarily elide their own insults).
Retorted the indignant Barbara: “Sorry don’t have a Airtream yet to hit me in the ass…The more I meet Airstreamers…the more I think I don’t one. some of you guys and girls think your gods gift or somthing. A bit stuffy for me. I camp with people in pop-ups that are more fun…We whent to one Airstream event and Dave told me if we do infact get a Airstream we won’t be camping with Airstreamers. Way to stuffy.”
She alludes to people who live in aluminum boxes. What a world.
Thanks to reader Scott for turning me on to Hunter the Airstream aficionada