A week or so ago I was reading an auto review blog. The author was complaining that cars were becoming far too automated and removing the need for actual driving. Sympathy oozed from my every pore and I penned the following:
I would be okay with these gadgets as long as they were accompanies by other gadgets designed to protect us. Such as a laser that sends your gonads bursting into flames if you read a magazine or check your phone while you drive. Maybe a signal sent to a sniper if you are applying mascara or using your electric shaver? Last but not least a lethal amount of current sent through your anus if you fail to notice that the light has turned green after a full count of two, and then the park assist could automate to get the car with the dead driver off the road.
Then I would be satisfied.
My opinion is important. I like to burn books, assassinate journalists and write slander.
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