Report reckons luxury cars turn women on
Gutterwatch Hot under the bonnet
AN INSURANCE COMPANY has managed to scientifically prove that women get turned on and excited by luxury cars.
A British insurance agency, aptly named Hiscox, commissioned a study carried out by David Moxon, and which subjected 40 men and women to the roars of various different car engines, three luxury Italian ones and a boring old German Polo.
Rather than just sit back and watch them drool with desire, over a Maserati, Lamborghini and Ferrari, Moxon decided to measure how much testosterone could actually be found in the test-ees saliva after every engine sound.
After listening to the roaring engines of the luxury cars, Moxon discovered a marked increase in testosterone in both males and females, but the levels of testosterone in the women’s saliva was apparently through the car-roof.
But when it came round to the poor Polo’s turn, the putt-putt of its economic engine not only didn’t raise testosterone levels, it actually lowered them. One woman is believed to have been overheard asking for an aspirin, having suddenly developed “the most dreadful headache”.
Steve Langan, managing director of Hiscox gushed, "We have now scientifically proven the physical attraction people feel when it comes to cars." Maxon himself boasted, "we can confidently conclude from the results out today that the roar of a luxury car engine actually does cause a primeval physiological response.”
Good to know there’s some sure way of ‘driving’a women crazy, after all. µ
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Either that or
noise raises testosterone levels.Testing 40 people does not constitute "scientific proof." These idiots need to learn something about how sample size relates to population.
possible flaw in the study
From which cultures have they selected the women? If what they describe is truly a physical primeval response, as they claim, it should appear in all women regardless of cultures, upbringing and circumstances.Let them find some women from a village that hasn't seen cars and doesn't know what they are, and see if the effect is the same.
My suspicion is that women react to the symbolic meaning socialized into them and not so much to the actual physical car engine sound. Western women have conditionally learned to associate those kinds of car sounds with easy life and material pleasures. In a different culture, maybe women get excited when they see a strong horse or a fat cow, or whatever else symbolizes wealth there.
In the future cars might become irrelevant and the sound of the car engine will lose its meaning. Maybe in the future women will be turned on by how fast computers can boot, or by the shiny splendor of the spinal interfaces. Or maybe women get turned on when looking at all kinds of white powders, since it resembles a drug they love to take. Of course this only works on women who have been socialized into taking that drug and liking it. It will probably have no effect whatsoever on any other women.
The point is that the response is probably a conditioned response and there is nothing primeval about it. The ability of mind to become condition is perhaps primeval. But that's about it. No particular conditions are themselves primeval.
you dont say so lol :O)
sorry for being just a tad cynical but after being 'around the block' a couple of times and three asset stripping marriages behind me, may i humbly suggest that "LUXURY" anything 'turns a woman on' its hardly rocket science izzzzzit O_o i call it womens instinct, its genetic, gawwwwwwwd bless their little luxury silk socks :O)
pfff
You would probably get the same response if a heard a plane crash.Why don't we do it in the road?
'When the late John Lennon appeared naked on a record cover, shops sold the sleeves in brown paper bags. Private Eye featured the picture but covered up the offending organ with a sticker saying "Member of the British Empire".' _ http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/home-news/nudity-becomes-favoured-cliche-of-the-selfpromoting-classes-743046.htmlIn the UK in particular, there is a stigma attached to the eating of Roadkill; apparently an abhorrence to finding a hare. Hares can hop quite fast and if bike piddling won't be larder enough, we suguest a lorry shall have to do. It's not the commotion of the engine, but, how's the yotta of that roundabout? A ticket to ride down Penny lain to boot. Tally-ho! It's a fare cup, grov, you've got me bang to rights! Search me google's google, honest, honest. This kettle of tripe is not a loud. 'Scuse me now, I've got to haul ice. Zoom zoom zoom
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