It makes it look like the truck is going to tip over.

Car broken, battery disconnected, but you still need to put it in neutral so you can push it out of the way? Tough shit! We wanted buttons instead!

My city insists on making the traffic situation deliberately worse every single year with stupid medians, planters, and crosswalks that block emergency vehicles for the sake of nonexistent pedestrians. They’re harboring a dream that if they just make driving nightmarish enough, people will decide to ride a bike 15…

Musk is such a gigantic, raging asshole. He treats everyone around him and everyone who works for him like garbage, and it makes me sick to see the internet glorifying him as some kind of woke bae CEO. Tell that to the people getting maimed in his stupid factory.

Dunno about you guys, but my idea of a “safe” car is one that I can actually see out of and avoid crashing into things in the first place.

Backup cameras exist because automakers built cars that are impossible to see out of.

Fact is, like 90% of the driving public wishes they could push a button and let the car drive itself while they play with their phone/sleep/jerk off.

I grew up throwing stuff over the side of the bed. It’s goddamn impossible now. The bed is higher than my nipples.

Cars have windows. They go down.

My number one dream technology is a windshield projection that allows me to see through other cars, especially now that all truck beds are roughly chin height and beltlines on cars are so high that the windows are bunker slits.

Nuke the swamp.

...Nah. She’s a control freak with no respect for anyone else’s space, property, or personal autonomy. My happiness and her involvement in my life are inversely proportional.

Here’s an idea: How about we solve this problem and pass legislation outlawing the practice of airline overbooking?

Busybodies are the worst people on the goddamn planet.

Guns “produce” no harms on society. They are inanimate objects incapable of acting without human intent.

Just throw them each a raw head of broccoli, then cook your own dinner.

You need to be admitted to a mental hospital.

I was forced to drown a home invader in my swimming pool last year.

“If your documents say your name is Juan then then they call you Juan, even if you have a feminine body and appearance,”

They just don’t want to process their grief. It’s easier to blame the police (and collect $300,000 from the city) than to face the truth that this person was suicidal.