Personally, I wouldn't mind if a million more of these buzzards bit the dust. Probably nothing a little $5 a gallon gasoline won't cure. But who am I to talk, having owned my share (much, much more than my share, I know) of 4-wheelers and trucks. Though I did finally figure out the reason for that--I had my head up my arse! And there you were, thinking there was some deep-seated psychological explanation.
Yet and still, I'm not here to be negative, but to bring you today's analogy: skiing is to snow as lemonade is to lemons. Enjoy the winter. It seems to have caught its second wind.