"It's 8 a.m., Tuesday, Nov. 18, 2008, and you are headed for a business appointment 300 mil. away. You slide into your sleek, two-passenger air-cushion car, press a sequence of buttons and the national traffic computer notes your destination, figures out the current traffic situation and signals your car to slide out of the garage...."It's "funny" how the future is always bleak.
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