Actually, I don't know if they are Swedish. They work for Volvo, which, despite being a unit of Ford, is a Swedish company. That is one reason I like to think the women are Swedish. Another reason I like to imagine the women are Swedish is because I like to imagine Swedish women.
Wait. That came out wrong.
What I meant to say is that there is something about Swedish women and cars that seem made for one another.
Um, let me get off the subject of Swedish women. What the it's like some kind of Tourette's syndrome. Okay, what were we talking about? Oh, yeah. Cars.
Which gets us back to women. That's because of the age-old question: What do women want? I have no idea, but I can tell you what they don't want: a car hood.
The car these Swedish women designed doesn't have one. That's not quite accurate. It has one. It just can't be opened. Not by regular people, at any rate.
Apparently, the car electronically tells the garage when the engine needs servicing, and the guys at the garage - and, yes, those guys are overwhelmingly guys - open it.
The press reaction went something like, Of course women made a car without an openable hood. Unless there is a cosmetics bag under the hood, what is the point of being able to open it?
Personally, I agree with the women. It's high time we got rid of car hoods that can be opened by unlicensed people.
If my car has a problem, I am obligated, as a guy, to solve it. That means I must open the hood. That, in turn, means I stand there with the hood open, gazing into the depths of this exotic beast, wondering if a beer might help.