>>1918157This is an E60, an electric sadboi. Originally designed to haul coal in Arizona, assumed by an Amtrak executive to be speedy as well as powerful. Its windows project worry, well-warranted by the rock-throwing youths of New Jersey. It is a solid brick of misery.
What makes it beauitful is that it never half-asses anything. It's either trying, or not trying. The shape isn't box-like, it's a box. The colors aren't subtle, this is a 100% American train, Red, Blue, and Chrome colored. It is not trying to win over customers, it is trying to take them to work with some level of pride.
Now look back at the Charger.
>>1912424Everything is half-assed. The front curve comes to a dead-stop like a circumcision. The sides are punctured with massive, uneven vents but painted solid white like we're supposed to ignore them. The text is a mashup of state logos and titles in swooshing script, punctuated by the single no-nonsense AMTRAK. The train number is tucked away into corners like the thought of a big number would ruin their "aesthetic". For some unknown reason the engine has no reversability, and no streamlining to justify it except for a bizarre, botched plastic surgery of a passenger car directly behind it. That car was mutilated to justify this thing not having the rear cab that the european version has!
The eyes are drawn nowhere but to its flaws. It calls too much attention to a shape that is too short and is clearly embarrassed by its mechanical necessities, like a fat dude in a t-shirt at the pool.
The E60 is the 300 lb New Jersey man shirtless on his balcony in 1976, one hand gripped tight around a beer can and cigarette, the other pointing threateningly at the kids making too much racket in his alley below. He yields to no one. God bless him.
