Walk onto the parking lot of any car dealership and you have entered the most hallowed ground of Status-Symbol Central. Nobody loves their cars like we do in the USA.

A car symbolizes first freedom for teenagers. It's a taste we seem to crave until our final days. But obviously there is far more to an automobile that simply an independent means of transportation.

Look around the car lot. Do you see any Ford Warthogs? How about a Chevy Leech? A Dodge Kudzu or Pontiac Pansy-ragwort? How about a Cadillac Peoria? Of course not!

Instead we have always used only the most beautiful, powerful animal (Mustangs, Eagles, Firebirds), the most macho references (Rangers, Troopers, Explorers), the most picturesque places (Dakota, Seville, Laredo) to christen our beloved autos. When names have failed u…