Some hydrogen technology can be cumbersome
What exciting times we live in. Flying cars by 2010, another hydrogen fuel cell engine announced, this time by the very British Morgan, and Chelsea Clinton’s teeth win the Ohio primary.
Now those brilliant guys in California, who gave us the breast implant, are on the verge of a mind reading device.
Oh yes, bring it on cocker.
Out with the sat-nav in with the snaky beaky mind reader. And I don’t mean your other half.
Can you imagine being wired up to a machine on the dash giving you a picture of what other drivers were thinking?
Are there people who really think they will fall off the edge of the world if they move out of the middle lane?
Imagine knowing what goes on inside the head of the clown who drives right to the end of the outside lane filter before pushing in.
Marvel at visions of which of the next three turnings the taxi is going to take without indicating.
With a modem, module or whatever on the rear parcel shelf, visions of weaving BMWs would pop into the mind just before you were cut up from the inside lane by a toilet paper sales manager.
And here comes a mini roundabout. What is that very old man in the Micra thinking?
Ah. Nothing.
Vote teeth for a better America
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