It is a calenture of epidemic proportions dutifully experienced by NASCAR fans as  each season begins on a ritual schedule etched in stone. I will not go into a long boring disquisition but make short disertations on my observations. I will try to philosophize these afflictions.

This malady is certainly much more severe that first thought and is brought on by a stimulus of the senses. Sight, hearing, smell, and impulses of the brain. Some scholars have attributed this stimulus to the same effect as a mind altering drug that becomes habit forming.

Research has confirmed this symptomatic behavior based on the repeated confirmations of withdrawal symptoms after November of each season which reach their essence over the winter season.

Another quagmire of this calenture is the ritualistic worship of selected individuals with in this sport. The afflicted will spend unsurmountable sums of currency to observe and get close to these individuals to the brink of stalking them. Certainly an area that needs primordial reasearch at the conception  of the automobile and race car drivers.

It is observed that these so called drivers are held to a pinnacle of high morals and ethics with little tolerance to immoral activity or drug  addiction by the heralded power brokers of the sport. Should a organization that provides these cars for competition be caught altering the rules detrimental to the sport, they will be penalized severely in some cases. 

It seems that the sound of an un restricted engine exhaust, the smell of fossil fuels and burning rubber extracted from tropical rubber plants, along with the circus atmosphere of an event  brings on a change in the human brain functions. Science cannot explain this compulsion.

This malady is so wide spread that expansive stadiums capable of housing hundreds of thousands of fans have been built through out the country and in foriegn lands to host these events and expunge monetary funds from the fans totaling in the hundreds of millions of dollars.

However this is not a new phenomenon. It has been recorded that during the Roman era of  rule over two thousand years ago there were similar stadiums built to house thousands of fans to watch sports events of their times. As the Roman Empire diminished, so did the stadiums and events. Relics abound in certain parts of the world atributed to this observation.

Contrary to popular belief that we have an unlimited supply of fossilized fuel on hand, the limit of our true supply has reached a point of diminishing and critically low reserve with no promise of excavating new deposits yet undiscovered.  Perhaps it is the time for the racing benefactors to assimilate the need to introduce new power plants and alternative fuels that are yet to be ratified as a viable alternative to our current dependence of fossil fuels  and power sources that are in actuality rather antique and inefficient not to mention damaging to the fragile environment.

Would this be the end of racing and our society as we know it?

In summation. Racing cannot be called a sport. It is an obsession, a way of life, and a passion that afflicts millions of fans much as it does this writer.

I will now embark on a tedious journey to further understand this affliction on my self and the millions or fans through out the world

I bid you farewell and  good health in your addiction.