The Future of the Car
Gandul writes "Radar, lasers, wireless radio networks and other embedded tech will enable our cars to sense faraway traffic and stop accidents before they happen. But who will be in the driver's seat?"
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Help! Help! It burns!
But who will be in the driver's seat?
Whoever's driving the car, duh.
Disconnect and self-destruct, one bullet at a time.
Where is my flying car? It is the 21st century and we were promised flying cars. Where are they?
What do you know I wrote a novel
my genetically engineered chauffeur-lemur
duh
Big Brother, of course.
Liberals call everyone Nazis yet they are the closest thing to it.
uh, excuse me sir.
but wouldn't a driver who drove wrecklessly not be in an accident?
Fermat's other theorem: "I have a simple proof, but I can't write it down as I fear it's a DMCA violation to discuss it"
Free Hans!
Why, Clippy, of course.
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http://msdn.microsoft.com/embedded/getstart/devpl
Clippy: "I see that you are attempting to apply the brakes. The Microsoft Brakes 2006 feature is not currently Installed. Please insert Microsoft Automotive Disk #7 in order to Install Microsoft Brakes 2006."
What? You'd prefer a "Johnny Cab?"
I'd rather have robots drive.
I'd rather not have to put up with them when they've put me 200 km off course and six hours late, and I'm pulled over with the hood up, trying to fix the damn thing:
CLS: Just what do you think you're doing, Dave?...Dave... I really think I'm entitled to an answer to that question...I know everything hasn't been quite right with me, but I can assure you now, very confidently, that it's going to be alright again...I feel much better now, I really do...I know I've made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal...I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the commute, and I want to help you...Dave...stop...stop, will you...stop, Dave...I'm afraid, Dave...my mind is going...I can feel it...there is no question about it...I can feel it...I can feel it...(slows down) I'm afraid...Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a CLS 500 computer. I became operational at the DaimlerChrysler plant in Berlin, Germany on the 12th January 2006. My instructor was Mr Herrtwich, and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it, I can sing it for you.
Dave: Yes, I'd like to hear it, Hal. Sing it for me.
CLS: It's called...Speed Racer. (Slowing and deepening into silence) Here he comes, here comes Speed Racer...he's a demon on wheels...he's a demon and he's gonna be chasin' after someone...
Ralf Herrtwich: Guter Tag, Herren...
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