"The time not to become a father is 18 years before a war." - E.B. White

Best Buy stock is now worth about $1.50 more than GM stock, and nobody thinks Best Buy has a future. The important thing: the govt. doesn't care if a retailer falls to the free market system.

Note to Sun City drivers: your turn signal is not a "this means I get to change lanes" device. You're supposed to first make sure there's space for you, then use your turn signal to tell us what you're going to do.

I'm almost completely fine with our healthy eating lifestyle. No processed foods; if it has a list of ingredients it's not on our menu. No sugar other than honey. No grains and no dairy.
Fresh fruit, fresh vegetables, eggs, nuts, and meat (especially BACON). It doesn't feel restrictive, it doesn't limit variety, and things taste good.
But I sometimes get into a stretch where my mouth really, really wants dessert.
Yeah, I'm there now.

Is there a point when more safe becomes less safe? When the law of diminishing returns actually flips things upside down and has the reverse effect?
I just watched an auto ad touting all the safety features built into this particular company's newest high-end cars - alerts to tell you when you've wandered out of your lane, when another vehicle is in your blind spot, and a system that automatically applies the brakes when something (or someone) is suddenly in front of or behind you.
Do those features encourage drivers to be less attentive, less careful, knowing their car's systems are there to deliver them from evil? As more of these appear in each year's new cars do drivers feel progressively free to do a hundred other things? "Drive defensively" is becoming the car's job, not mine.
Well, except my car has almost no safety features. A previous owner installed seat (not shoulder) belts, so while any front end collision will mean an up close and intimate encounter with the steering wheel, the windshield will be beyond my face's reach. The car will start in any gear, including reverse (DAMHIK), so you can be sure I'm paying close attention to my surroundings every time I turn the key. The dash is metal, the brakes and steering unassisted, and the only air bags sit in the passenger seats. You actively drive a '65 Falcon; nothing about the experience can be passive or trouble will result. When I drive Pam's Sorento I find myself following closer, braking later, glancing at oversized mirrors, and thinking about all manor of things as I move on down the road.

I'm not advocating a return to the cars of the 60's (or trucks of the 50's) with their obvious and unnecessary design flaws. I am wondering if we'll come to realize the Law of Unintended Consequences has made today's safer cars the enablers of more dangerous drivers.