Hey, all,
welcome (back if you truly like my pointless drivel) to From the Mind of One
Tim Cubbin! As oft is the case, you are reading a piece by myself, Tim Cubbin.
First off,
let’s talk about why I’m here typing for hours trying to come up with cohesion
which you will be done reading in two minutes (if you actually stay for the
whole piece, I know I’m boring, but if you actually make it to the last three
words in this post, you are THE BEST!). I actually happen to be qualified as a
journalist. I went to college, majored in English, minored in journalism. I’m
totally certified. So why am I doing this blog instead of writing for a
newspaper or reading the teleprompter in a cable news studio? I’m actually legally
disabled, seizures and brain damage. Finding a job in my condition is very
difficult, but I want to write and have people read what I write, so I do this
blog semiprofessionally. I don’t actually get paid, but I spend my time doing
regular thirty-some-odd day-to-day activities and am writing a young adult
novel series, and when I’m not doing that, I’m working on this blog out of the
goodness of my heart for absolutely no money payment. I’m nice like that.
If you’ve
ever been here before, I’ve promised frequent posts, but it’s been a while
since I posted. I do have a good explanation for that. I injured my hand really
badly, so badly I don’t think you want to know. Because of this, I couldn’t
type, and I didn’t want to have anyone else type for me, so I took a hiatus.
But now I’m back! You might have noticed I’ve done two other posts frequently
(actually on the same day I started this post), and a few other reviews when my
hand allowed it, but nothing in the way of B’ings.
If you
haven’t been to a B’ing before, you probably don’t know what the heck a B’ing
is. Well, it’s a dirty word minus four letters, which is a slang synonym for
complaining. I honestly hope you now know what I mean, but if you don’t, I can’t
help you there.
You may
have noticed I’m a little snarky when I write. It’s just my personality, me
being me, but actually a lot nicer than I often am. I keep my jokes genial,
just for fun without being seriously insulting. If you know me personally (as
some of you readers might, and you are reading this out of a sense of
obligation because we’re friends or family), you know how I am. I try to add a
piece of myself in all my writing, fiction or nonfiction.
This is what I consider an editorial.
You may want to classify this as an essay, but this is what I’m calling it, so
there it is. I also write essays, being an English major and spending ten years
in college. But I don’t personally think of B’ings as essays.
I also say that everything on my
blog is my own personal, Tim Cubbin opinion. I’m not expecting you to read this
and say “gee, Tim Cubbin makes a good point, I agree with him!” I’m actually
expecting for you to feel otherwise. I just tell you like I feel since this is
From MY mind. If you don’t agree with what I type, I leave that up to you, but
I hope you still want to read past this point.
Anyhoo, I’ve given a super-long introduction
and you probably want to get to the good stuff, why we’re actually here. Yes, I
lured you here with the promise of me complaining about car commercials. (If
you’re actually still here with me reading this, you are THE BEST!) So what
could I possibly mean? I actually have two points to make. The first is car
safety features. The second is what cars are doing in the commercials.
Let’s start with car safety
features. I’ll pick a few for example, explain why I’m complaining, then I’ll
move on to my second pointless point.
How about self-parking? Being
disabled, I can’t drive, but I pay lots of attention to commercials and have
opinions on just about every one I see. So, have you seen commercials that show
cars parking themselves? I wouldn’t want to trust that. Having seen people
parallel-park and having difficulty, how accurate do you think a machine can
be? You need to take several things into consideration when you park.
One: The size of your car. Two: The
size of the cars surrounding where you want to park. And three: The amount of
room you have for the parking space. I don’t feel like a car would be able to
account for these three considerations on its own. So much with that can go
wrong. So I feel it’s dangerous, not just for your car, but the cars
surrounding your car. It doesn’t seem to me like the entire precision can be
executed perfectly.
Next, how about automatic braking?
You have cars that if it detects danger in front of the car and automatically
stops the car to avoid forward collision. But what about backward collision?
Sure, YOUR car stops to protect it from what’s in front of it, but if your car
automatically stops and you have cars BEHIND you. Their car might not have
automatic braking. Which means… CRASH! You’re rear-ended! In THEORY it seems
safe, but in actual EXECUTION, there does seem to me that you might just have a
wee bit of a problem.
Or, let’s think about lane control?
Your car may be drifting off to the side, and it might compute that you’re
driving over the lane and automatically turn to fit the lane. But what if you
need to pass someone? Your car might compute that you’re out of your lane and
drive you right into the car you’re trying to pass.
And, let’s think about self-driving
cars? Would you trust your car to drive itself? There are so many factors that
go into driving, like other cars, traffic lights, stops, yields, traffic
circles, speed limits, crossings, detours, so much that can go wrong. A car is
a machine that can’t properly think for itself. Would you trust that? I
certainly don’t! UNLESS! EVERY car on the road was self-driving. Hey, maybe
that would somewhat prevent accidents? But for some people, they love driving.
I’ve been in cars with plenty of people who drive for a living and love their
job. (I’m on Medicaid that covers my car trips to my doctor’s appointments, so
I know firsthand how the drivers working for the companies they work for.) Some
people feel like driving is fun. And yes, you have people who race
professionally (and not like the maniacs on my street at night who cause at
least one accident a year). Do you honestly want to have a joy or a passion stripped
away from you? I sure wouldn’t. So not only would a person have a dangerous
travel if cars drove themselves, the fun aspect just wouldn’t be there.
Next, we’re going to discuss
content shown in car commercials. Some commercials actually show cars speeding.
You might see a car in a commercial flying by at 100 MPH! YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED
TO BE DOING THAT! I see no reason for a car to drive over 80 MPH (in my opinion
even over 75 MPH is too fast at times). I mean, sure, you have a speed gauge,
but it should not be going as fast as it is in some car commercials.
Another pointless feeling is also
showing cars doing things they shouldn’t be doing. The commercials show that
you CAN ride off-road, after crazy obstacles, and stunts; but that truly does
not mean that you SHOULD. Sure you CAN decide to stick your tongue onto a
flagpole in winter just to prove it won’t freeze your tongue to it, but SHOULD
you do it. There would be germs all over it, you could get sick, and it is
actually possibly for your tongue to stick, “A Christmas Story” does not lie on
that (I’ve never tried it, but I have a friend I PERSONALLY have do it because
he COULD do it, and he totally regretted that choice). I have plenty of other
anecdotes, but some would be either too graphic that this blog site would not
allow it, or else this post would get even more boring than it already is (I’m
even bored writing this, but unfortunately I got this far so that not finishing
this post is not an option). Doing these could actually be really dangerous.
You could be doing these activities and might not be able to regret doing them
if they go wrong.
My point is, some of the things you
see in car commercials that seem useful, fun, cool, what-have-you, but the
content in car commercials just don’t seem practical to me. But again, because
of my disability, I can’t drive, I haven’t seen through a driver’s position (well,
actually I did once park my dad’s car in his garage and I was so nervous
because I knew if I even scratched the car, I’d be paying for it for the rest
of my life and managed to park perfectly, but driving felt like so much
pressure to me), so all of this is just my passenger-seat view, and you
honestly don’t have to listen or agree with me on anything I’ve typed, and I
welcome your disagreement and feedback.
So now, we’re wrapping this
horrible editorial up, but first, I have a few things to say (at the top of the
list is that if you’re still reading this up to this point, you are THE BEST!).
This blog, as I said, contains book reviews, essays, editorials, original short
nonfiction and short fiction, original poetry, all kinds of other content, so
if you liked this post (and honestly, I’m surprised if you did because even I
didn’t like typing this post after breaching 1,000 words, but I just couldn’t
leave this post behind me) feel free to check out some of my other work. I keep
busy and try to post frequently so you readers have something to read as I’m
sure some of you are quite demanding and want more From the Mind of One Tim
Cubbin, so I hope you keep reading, I’d love to hear from you, feel free to
comment, like, share, retweet, whatever you can do on the platform you found
this post on, and until next time, Tim Cubbin… out!