Now It Is TTAC's Turn To Recommend An Auction…

It's the height of hypocrisy: calling Autoblog out for a questionable piece of auction-related salesmanship and then recommending, no, BEGGING that you check out an auction in this article. Don't worry: like all hypocrites, we have our excuses lined up…

Excuse #1: the auction has already ended. We can't claim to have no interest in this auction: we had plenty of interest. But we don't know the seller and, regrettably, don't know the buyer. So that's covered.

Excuse #2: as Lincoln prepares to reinvent itself on smooth-rumped Fusion variants and a laser-like focus on a limited number of customers, we think it's time for everyone to remember what a Lincoln used to be: a big-ass, bad-assed sedan which announced its presence on the street a mile away and couldn't be mistaken for anything else on the road. (Except, just maybe, a Grand Marquis. Or a New Yorker. Or an Imperial. But you get the idea.)

Perhaps you aren't convinced by this butter-smooth big coupe. Perhaps you need to twist that cool knob up a bit. Well, here you go:

This auction is still going. But consider this: Why would rappers worry for a single moment about Maybach's demise when they can roll in this kind of steel? No tarted-up Benz taxi has ever had this kind of presence. Hell, a Phantom barely has it covered, and the Continental has genuine menace the Phantom will never possess. Forty years ago, these cars were driven by men who would slit a competitor's throat without blinking… and we aren't talking about some pansy-assed business metaphor.

Don't get me wrong. I personally like the Lincoln MKS, and I'm a happy owner of a 2009 Town Car… but it doesn't take more than a few glances at that '72 to see that the menace, the stance, the magic has been lost. Bring it back, fellows. We shouldn't need eBay to tell us "what a luxury car should be."