Fuzzy logic was developed by Lotfi A. Zadeh. He determined
that things aren't necessarily as binary—yes/no, on/off—as some
people would like to think that they are. A fundamental
consideration is based on what's known as "soft linguistic"
terms. That is, you might think that you know what "tall" is, as
in "Wilt 'The Stilt' Chamberlain' is a tall man." But then
there's Yao Ming, and ol' Wilt doesn't seem so lofty.
"So what," you may be wondering, "does this have to do with
the 2003 Honda Odyssey minivan that this piece is purportedly
about?" Well, I starting thinking about what "new" means. As in
"This is a new vehicle." Apparently, when one buys a car, no
sooner does it cross the driveway out of the dealership, it loses
value. It is no longer considered "new." While it hasn't
exactly become "used," it still isn't in the state it once was.
Generally, when you read car reviews, they are "new car"
reviews. A 2003 Odyssey is still a new car in that context.
But—and yes, I'm about to get to the point, so don't hit that
"Return" button with frustration borne of despair—the 2003
Odyssey that I spent a week driving had more than 10,000 miles on
it. And so by most measures, that would be considered to be a
"slightly used" minivan. It was nearing that 12,000 mark, when,
certainly, it would be considered to be a flat-out used vehicle.
I bring this up because the vehicle, while well maintained
(probably more well maintained than most people would maintain
their vehicle), was still remarkable. It had endured weeks of
driving by automotive journalists—few of whom are known for their
driving gentleness—and yet the vehicle was solid. No squeaks.
No rattles. The 3.5-liter, 24-valve V6 engine was just audibly
discernable.
When a normal person (and you can apply fuzzy logic thinking
to that adjective) puts down in excess of $30,000 for a vehicle
(the one in question here is the EX version with leather and a
navigation system), then s/he expects that there are no squeaks
and rattles and just engine purring. And that was my
experience. That is a laudable aspect of what has become, to
Chrysler's dismay, the standard among minivans.
A minivan is fundamentally a means to transport people.
Sometimes there are fewer people and more stuff, which is
accommodated in the Odyssey by the fold-flat rear seat. (The
fly-in-the-ointment there is that the headrests must be removed
for the complete origami move.) Although one might imagine that
those who buy minivans are people who have kids to deliver from
here to there, the interior of the EX was far more plush than a
vehicle that will have Cheerios ground into the carpet and fries
wedged into the seat cushions should be.
That, of course, is just a quibble. And quibbling is about
all one can do to vis-à-vis the Odyssey. For example, the
switches for the front heated seats—that's right, heated
seats—are located on the door panels, in front of the map
pocket. They are neither easily found nor ergonomically
positioned. Another quibble: the buttons on the audio system
(AM/FM/CD, with six speakers) are awfully small. Another
quibble: the clock is located on the lower-right corner of the
navigation screen, which strikes me as being very unHondalike.
And, finally, the navigation system itself, which has a soft
Japanese female voice providing instructions, was too difficult
to turn off in the event that you just wanted to abandon your set
route and look at a map instead.
All in all, the Odyssey is an impressive minivan. And
there's nothing fuzzy about that.