But we live in an entirely different age. Aunt Betty just gets in and rides in the future.
I learned a long time ago I was never getting my flying car, as advertised in circa 70s Popular Science ... oh how I wanted one - LOL ... but I see no barriers in place for a future controlled version. It's nothing more than a guided drone moving people from one place to another with ease.
I refuse to believe you even believe that. But, as you say, you're gonna stick with that version no matter what!
Man, GPS doesn't even get the names of the roads right around me and my cell phone happily just shuts itself off once in a while. But, my car has adaptive cruise and has a HUD that will spot (some) pedestrians and wild animals.
I'm so not stepping foot into a flying car. Y'all can't even make me. It's not that I mind death so much, it's that I mind the terrifying, scream-filled, misadventure that is my plummeting out of the air to my near-certain doom.
You and I once lived in a world where my teenage uncle took me, a wide eyed child, outside on a crisp, clear, winter night and pointed to a tiny dot passing overhead. It was Sputnik - LOL. Whether it really was or he just tricked me, I'll never know ... but it happened. So I believe in technology.
I too believe in technology. I also believe in physics, human nature, and sound economic theories!
Also, I'm lying. You can bet your ass I'd get in a flying car. That's probably because I'm pretty stupid.
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