The Daily Idea — A Ferrari that smells of mown grass
Dear reader,
Something surfaced that I wanted to share with you. It is a different kind of piece than you are used to — more playful, written on a terrace, with a dreamy V12 in the leading role.
It is called A Ferrari that smells of mown grass — and it is about the future of driving, heating and cooking, and why that future might just grow on a Chinese grass. Giant Juncao is the crop. It grows so fast that it reaches above your head in three months, on land that is good for nothing else, and yields enough fuel to make every Ferrari, every Lancia and every stove in Europe sing.
A Stirling engine in the utility room, a thin ethanol pipe running through the existing gas pipelines, a bio-ethanol fuel that lets the Cavallino Rampante rear up without a Congolese child having to crawl into a mine for it. Ten minutes of reading, one closed story.
This is the first publication of a new kind of piece: The Daily Idea, in the section What surfaces. Shorter than an edition. More personal. Only what surfaces — and only then.
If you know one person who loves cars — or independent thinking about energy — send them the address. One person. That is enough.
With warm regards, Jacobus van Merksteijn Malta
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