Sprouting from the trunk, the copter tail warned tailgaters away. And poking through the roof, the blades vainly promised a wild ride in the sky. The gutted car had all the accessories, but none of the essentials of flight. The sight reminded me of a frequent American feature. We have murdered life with accessories.
Accessories supposedly add something of value and interest to the principal thing.
Houses and gardens, too, are weighed down with the add-ons. If you can see it, touch it, taste it, hear it, or lie on it, some cute inventor and entrepreneur has a 1001 accessories for it. But we have cluttered life with so many accessories that the Main Thing got lost under the avalanche. It s like loading the car with accessories, and forgetting to put in the engine. Besides adding pizzazz to life, accessories were supposed to free our time to enjoy life more.