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Alan's avatar

Wonderful car, even more wonderful story.

I've owned a 2020 Cadillac CT5-V for almost three years now. Black Raven with a Sedona Savauge (camel) leather interior. It's NOT much like a '75 DeVille, but there's still something special about the brand, no matter how hard GM tried to muck it up over the years. It wasn't even on my radar when I decided I was finally going to pull the trigger on a sports sedan, but when I stumbled onto it after being really underwhelmed by BMW/Audi/Mercedes, I found myself increasingly drawn to it. I even ended up blowing my budget by almost $10k to get the fully loaded model, stickering even more than this '75 in inflation-adjusted terms - but hey, I've got massaging seats and a power-adjustable steering column! As somebody who's typically swapped cars every two years, I still find myself excited to slide behind the wheel, even though I rarely exceed maybe 5/10ths of its abilities.

It also feels appropriate, both for me personally as an enthusiast and the car hobby in general, that this Cadillac is pretty much the end of the line both for Detroit sedans and internal-combustion performance. It's all electric crossover bullshit from here on out. I don't know how long I'll ultimately hold onto it, since life, uh, finds a way, but I'm glad I got to experience the end of an era.

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Erik's avatar

What a wonderful read. I was just old enough to remember when buying a Cadillac meant something. There is no car today that would impress the neighbours the way a Cadillac would back then. You didn't just buy a Cadillac. You worked your way up in life to it. Once you had acquired the proper station in life, the privilege of buying a Cadillac would be yours.

I recall when a dentist friend of the family came over to show us his new 1975 Fleetwood Brougham in dark brown, with matching vinyl roof. He had parked it on the street in our middle class/professional neighbourhood, and of course the neighbours came over to admire it. He had grown up in Australia, and had always dreamed of one day making it, and having a Cadillac of his own.

Interestingly, while it might sound like he came over to show it off, that was really the case. Or at least not fully the case. He came over to show us the car, and we all took part in the celebration that one of our own had "made it". I don't recall any comments of envy or jealousy that followed that visit. Just a longing to share in the success that he had achieved, symbolized by finally being deserving of a Cadillac.

It still angers me that in only a few short years, Cadillac pissed all of that away. And while the mid 70s Caddies were no longer the Standard of the World, they were special in a way that no car is now, or has been in a very long time.

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