I do drive with a cushion, 'cause that's how my dad taught me.
Oh, and I'm so irritated with my van's supersmart daylight running lights, because there is no way to politely hit your lights to do the trucker signal thing. I used to do it all the time, and it was great. But now there is no such thing as off, so I can only flash my brights, just very slowly, so it's clear it's not out of annoyance.
Hell, I want them to obey the rules I want them to obey, whether I do or not.
Well, there is that aspect too!
how if you drove with a big cushion in front of you and let people into your lane it would help to smooth out snarls and bottlenecks.
I remember hearing about him on NPR and I try to drive like that but then I let ever fucker merge in front of me and I get filled with hate and rage.
I've got those daytime running lamps, too, but after dark, if you turn your regular lights on and off, the rear red lights will flash to the trucker who let you in.
I think it's frequently thinking to myself that I am better than the people cutting me off and whatnot, because I am making the congested highway a better place (whether it's true or not) that is so soothing.
I think that in 2050, people will look back at this prediction and laugh....
Humans could marry robots within the century. And consummate those vows.
"My forecast is that around 2050, the state of Massachusetts will be the first jurisdiction to legalize marriages with robots," artificial intelligence researcher David Levy at the University of Maastricht in the Netherlands told LiveScience. Levy recently completed his Ph.D. work on the subject of human-robot relationships, covering many of the privileges and practices that generally come with marriage as well as outside of it.
At first, sex with robots might be considered geeky, "but once you have a story like 'I had sex with a robot, and it was great!' appear someplace like Cosmo magazine, I'd expect many people to jump on the bandwagon," Levy said.
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I've found condescendingly calling everyone whose driving irks me "you poor stupid puppies" and ominously narrating their unusual demise helps keep me calm. However, there are some days when that's not enough. Then, I just try to get home without flipping out.
I think that in 2050, people will look back at this prediction and laugh....
I think it will be our robotic masters who will be doing the laughing.
Hey Kat, are you still around?
I think it will be our robotic masters who will be doing the laughing.
Or maybe it will be our genetically-engineered intelligent hairless cat masters who will be laughing....
What?