This is apparently the Brooke Swan Car. I struggled to find a primary source to explain it, but the Vintage and Classic Car Club of India and this article in the Telegraph seem pretty confident that it is an actual object and not a fevered dream, and they agree that the swan head had glowing eyes and could spurt hot water from its beak, in order to clear people away from the streets ahead of the car.
The Vintage and Classic Car Club of India has a passage that powerfully evokes the emotions of this car more effectively than I ever could:
The amber lighiting of the car, glowed dissonantly in the dark, coupling
the level of un-comfortableness with the multi-note Gabriel exhaust
horn and an hot water spray in the swan’s beak that enabled the
chauffeur to clear passage through Calcutta’s crowded streets.
And the Telegraph adds an extra dollop of detail:
It was in the fashionable Maidan Park, where Calcutta’s elite promenaded
in their carriages and cars every afternoon, that Scotty displayed the
Swan Car’s most outrageous feature. A dump valve inside the car dropped
splats of whitewash on to the road from the Swan’s rear end – just to
make it more lifelike.
Apparently a keyboard in the back allowed the owner to “play chords and bugle calls” on the horn. TOOT TOOT MOTHERFUCKERS.
You’ll know it’s Mad Max time when I come tooling and screaming my way towards your home in this car, wreathed in blasts of steam, menacingly honking “In the Hall of the Mountain King” out of a rubber horn concealed in a carved swan head, and artistically shitting paint everywhere. I’ll peel to a halt in front of you and say “Can you play the keyboard” in a sexy way, possibly looking over my cool aviator sunglasses. It doesn’t matter if you say “yes” or “no,” I’ll just look at you approvingly and say, “Get in.” You’ll leave your life behind and climb in and just smash the keyboard in a cacophony of magnificent toots, while we drive off through the apocalypse and into the better world.
Not only can you see a therapist if you have no life problems, I’ve heard from a bunch of therapists that they really value having clients who are in pretty good shape life-problems-wise and able to pay for therapy, as it enables them to offer sliding-scales and other forms of support for people in really dire situations.
Also, if anyone is telling you that you have no life problems because of demographics, that’s….not how anything works and sounds pretty unhealthy to internalize. Depression, anxiety, traumatic events, etc. can all hit anyone, and one of the reasons wealthy people are better off is because they can often afford therapy, time off, and supports that help them cope. And on a broader level, I don’t think the world we live in is really okay, for anybody, and I think it’s a mistake to tell anyone living in it that theirs is what a life without problems looks like.
I have known a lot of fairly well-off, college-educated, white males who had some pretty serious problems and mental health issues.
And yes, many therapists love to get clients who can afford to pay full prices, or whose insurance will pay full prices, because those full prices absolutely have some amount of sliding-scale fee baked into them usually.
anyone who thinks institutionalized oppression is the only real problem you can have… is not someone you should be listening to. at all.
ALSO ALSO mental illness is in fact an issue of institutionalized oppression and inequality.
I mean ALSO what @jumpingjacktrash said. But also this.
Anon is a manipulative asshole. Obviously they deserve therapy and they know that, they just want to delegitimize the struggles of systemic oppression. No one actually thinks that privileged people don’t have mental health problems. That’s not a thing people say. This whiny privileged person getting numerous marginalized people to validate them, and subtly delegitimize their own struggles, just because they happen to have mental illness symptoms is pretty sad.
How about NOPE. I see a shitton of people as a therapist who went without adequate mental health treatment FOR YEARS because they were told this shit. YES, PEOPLE DO TELL PEOPLE WITH ANY SEMBLANCE OF PRIVILEGE THAT THEIR PRIVILEGE MEANS THEY DON’T HAVE ANY PROBLEMS AND THEY DON’T DESERVE BASIC HUMAN CONSIDERATION. IT HAPPENS ALL THE TIME. It’s a favourite tactic especially of abusive partners who are on the lower end of a societal power dynamic and use it to justify treating the person they profess to love like shit.
“By asking if it’s okay to go to therapy you’re asking marginalized people to delegitimize their own struggles” is EXACTLY the kind of bullshit that will lodge in somebody’s brain and convince them that they’re not allowed to ask for the kind of support and encouragement TONS of people need to reach out for help.
Not to mention, the acrid contempt in your reply is exactly the kind of shaming, virulent response OP was afraid of getting.
I see people from EVERY CATEGORY asking, “Am I allowed to go to therapy?” I get it from traumatized Indigenous women, because they didn’t get sent to residential schools like their parents were. From South Asian trans kids because they’re not actively suicidal like the friends they’re trying to keep alive are. From chronically depressed lesbians because they’re educated, white, and cis.
“Am I allowed to go to therapy?” is a conversation A LOT of people need to have before they’re ready to go. Asking it is asking for an act of simple kindness the like of which unitofcaring is the PERFECT place to go there because they SPECIALIZE in being kind to people. Yelling at anon for doing it is like yelling at someone going to a “Free Hugs” booth for expecting physical human contact.
Stuff your bitterness somewhere you’re not actively hurting vulnerable people with it.
The greatest betrayal of my whole life was learning that rainbow ice cream is just vanilla ice cream with colouring.
I can never bounce back.
I will take you all down with me.
I trusted you!!
That’s why you get rainbow sherbet not rainbow ice cream. Cmon people y’all amateurs
What the hell is rainbow sherbert? Do you just mix all the powders together??
It’s a frozen desert between ice cream and sorbet. Sherbet comes in several fruit flavors but the rainbow sherbet is usually lime, raspberry and orange, although some brands also include pineapple. It isn’t as heavy as ice cream but is creamier than sorbet.
I’ve never heard of it and I’m very suspicious.
Wait what I thought Sherbert was like the icing sugar, citric acid, flavour powder stuff
a male greater prairie chicken displays by ‘booming’. the prairie chicken’s mating ritual involves puffing out the air sacs on their necks and snapping their tails. these behaviors take place on ‘booming grounds’, largely vegetation-free areas where the males may display for up to two months.
I haven’t posted much about her, but Becca is one of our sweetest chickens. She’s just a baby, a cross between Hazel (silver duck-wing old English game) and a golden laced sebright. She was raised by Wally who insisted on going broody in the house and sleeping inside with her little chick.
Urocyon's Jaunts 2.0 
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