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Mick wrote: "I think Jerrett is the best autocrosser I have ever seen naked."
Nah, guns make us all safer!!
(cue the fightin' music!)
Polished Turd Racing
Mick wrote: "I think Jerrett is the best autocrosser I have ever seen naked."
I figured this post was going to be about the recent adventures of our own OZMDD but surprisingly it wasn't.....![]()
Wealth, power, and experience are apparently not enough to save us from social influences. Groupthink, as described by I.L.Janis, is the tendency for group members to reach a consensus opinion, even if that decision is downright stupid (Janis 1982).
More McFail:James MacPhail, the Farmers Branch police officer who investigated the accident, said Pete was scheduled to referee a soccer game and was looking at his phone for directions.
“Driver of Unit 1 reports that he was traveling at 35 mph and became distracted by his cellphone GPS,” MacPhail wrote in the accident report. “Driver glanced down to view the phone and as he looked back at the road, he saw the cyclist. Unit 1 struck the cyclist causing injury.”
http://www.dallasnews.com/news/commu...nclick_check=1
Polished Turd Racing
Mick wrote: "I think Jerrett is the best autocrosser I have ever seen naked."
What fantasy world are they living in? People bitch about self-driving cars but I think a good majority of drivers would be safer with it. At least have auto braking sensors.Some traffic safety experts say education eventually will reduce cellphone use among drivers. The theory is that people will stop risky behavior once they understand the damage it causes.
Others believe tougher laws are needed. A $200 fine will get your attention
Kids are stupid and do stupid shit while they're behind the wheel, even if they're taught otherwise. My folks gave me an old brick cell phone in high school, but 1) it wasn't any fun to play with, 2) reception sucked, and 3) it was stupid expensive to use. I learned to drive without my face in a phone. I actually enjoy driving. I actually don't like talking on the phone while I'm driving - I'd much rather listen to the radio or drive in peace and quiet.
The only thing I can think of that might be a root cause of this problem is that kids these days (here I go) are raised with some sort of damn device in their face practically from birth. When I go out with friends or family that have kids, they gotta have the stupid Nintendo DS or DVD player or iPad to play with. They can't just fucking sit in the car for 15 minutes and go somewhere. This, as I see it, is a HUGE problem. When I went on road trips, my dad kept me quiet by doing fun things such as 1) sitting on his lap and letting me steer the car down the highway, 2) calibrate the speedo and calculate our average speed using a stopwatch and the roadside mile markers (yes, this was fun to me), and 3) reading the map, figuring mileages, and calculating our ETA like I was the co-driver in a rally. Is it dorky? Hell yes it is. Was it fun? I still do it in my head. Sometimes I even carry a scratch pad to keep track of trip averages...
Anyhow, self driving cars might be fine for some, but I won't be caught dead in one. Ever. The problem is that self-driving cars will become what all the cool kids want, so the infrastructure will evolve to accommodate them, and then you may find that honest-to-god real cars will be slowly relegated to the scrap heap. Enjoy that utopia. I think any form of transportation that requires no driver involvement should be in the form of train or bus or cab. If you want to use your own personal transportation but don't want to drive, hire a live driver. End of story.
Having said all that, I've been more focused that ever on training drivers I see texting and driving. Brake checking them is lots of fun, for starters. Letting them drift into my lane until they almost hit me is also fun. Hell, just a well-timed, extended blast of the horn is pretty awesome. So I invite you all to try this yourself - preferably if you have a truck or something you don't mind getting hit eventually. I can't wait for the day that some stupid sonofabitch rear ends me in the old F150 so I can get out and see how fucked up and disabled his car is, collect from his insurance, and mosey on down the road.
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Im with Tailchaser on this one. I'd prefer that the morons let the car do the driving and be less likely to lose a threat to me. Honestly, I won't object if the car wants to pay attention while I read some email on my next 9 hour interstate road trip.
As far as real cars becoming obsolete - so nlong as there are KenOs left in the world, there will still be drivable cars being made and sold, and places to drive them.
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Mick wrote: "I think Jerrett is the best autocrosser I have ever seen naked."
If you're worried about self driving cars, watch the pilot's right hand as this F-18 is catapulted off the boat: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JpozIzjuYKc
Sorry Jim,
It is cool but not the same thing. Airplane autopilot does not have to stay between lines on a road. Does not have to avoid up to 8 other cars driving within feet of you. Does not have to react to that incapacitated driver who falls asleep at the wheel and bounces off of a highway divider (happened right behind me). Does not have to adjust its speed suddenly because the car in front of you just slammed on its brakes and spun out on the icy bridge.
I will never trust a self drive car. After working in the computer industry as long as I have, I just can't do it. That being said I am all for the electronics that yell at a driver everytime they do something stupid.
I think the autopilot is a good example, actually. The number of variables that must be monitored to keep a modern jet fighter airborne, not to mention the much greater consequence for an error, far exceed the challenges of close proximity of a vehicle to other vehicles, reaction to sudden changes, etc. Different programming, but I'd wager its simpler.
Polished Turd Racing
Mick wrote: "I think Jerrett is the best autocrosser I have ever seen naked."
I'm all for the person in the next car having a self-driving car, I just don't want one. Tricky has a point though about technology making basic stuff obsolete.
While you can still buy a Cobra replica that's almost like the original (no radio, no heat, no windows, just a manual transmission, a big V-8, and a gorgeous lightweight body), you can't buy a manual transmission in an increasing number of supercars. I don't care if a PDK transmission IS faster on the track, I don't want it. If you could buy a self-driving Veyron and be faster than every single car out there, I still wouldn't want it. I like to actually drive.
We are different than most people. We like to drive. The general population just wants to get from A to B. If they can do that more safely in a Google car, power to them.
My uncle has a country place
That no one knows about.
He says it used to be a farm,
Before the Motor Law.
And on Sundays I elude the Eyes,
And hop the Turbine Freight
To far outside the Wire,
Where my white-haired uncle waits.
Jump to the ground
As the Turbo slows to cross the Borderline.
Run like the wind,
As excitement shivers up and down my spine.
Down in his barn,
My uncle preserved for me an old machine,
For fifty-odd years.
To keep it as new has been his dearest dream.
I strip away the old debris
That hides a shining car.
A brilliant red Barchetta
From a better, vanished time.
I fire up the willing engine,
Responding with a roar.
Tires spitting gravel,
I commit my weekly crime...
Wind-
In my hair-
Shifting and drifting-
Mechanical music-
Adrenalin surge...
Well-weathered leather,
Hot metal and oil,
The scented country air.
Sunlight on chrome,
The blur of the landscape,
Every nerve aware.
Suddenly ahead of me,
Across the mountainside,
A gleaming alloy air-car
Shoots towards me, two lanes wide.
I spin around with shrieking tires,
To run the deadly race,
Go screaming through the valley
As another joins the chase.
Drive like the wind,
Straining the limits of machine and man.
Laughing out loud
With fear and hope, I've got a desperate plan.
At the one-lane bridge
I leave the giants stranded at the riverside.
Race back to the farm, to dream with my uncle at the fireside
Stop. Stop it now.
Polished Turd Racing
Mick wrote: "I think Jerrett is the best autocrosser I have ever seen naked."