Fucker can’t tow my trailers, though.
Slight edit to this: the typical efficiency calc for EV’s is 80% efficient, not 100%. There are things like drivetrain loss of 10% and efficiency loss of around 10% due to heat generated by the movement of electrons thru copper. For example, people think the most efficient use of an EV is regen on a downhill when it’s actually coasting on a downhill.
Tesla is working towards a steer-by-wire system.
That gets a big “nope” from me.
So this has nothing to do with electric vehicles, per se, other than I’ve noticed most suffer from this same affliction. Mrs. Hawk had a loaner car from Infiniti, the new QX60. It has one of those giant touch screens sticking up from the dashboard. Also, all the controls were on a flat touch panel. What the hell? I really disliked it. I felt like I had my iPad sitting up there, and it looked really out of place. And I need buttons to push and knobs to turn. I guess I’ll have to get used to such, but one more reason to hold on to my current vehicle as long as possible.
One of Kara’s uncles has a Tesla (his second, I believe; he was an early buyer). The center dash/control panel is one massive touch screen that is very disconcerting at first. That does seem to be the way of it, though. Even the F-150 Lightning I looked at has something similar. I silos like anything else, desensitization will come in due course.
You might be able to wait out the cycle. Car manufacturers are realizing that people hate the touch-only controls and are adding back physical dials and switches. It’s part of the same learning curve that has brought EV manufacturers to the realization that they can build cars that look like cars, rather than cars that look like cars from 1980s sci-fi.
At the risk of further crossing the streams here, this is very similar to building a practical smart home. While automations and “Hey Siri” functionality is the main purpose of the smart home tech, the first rule of a practical smart home is to have manual control too. Sometimes, just flipping a switch is the easiest and best way to turn on a light.
I realize how difficult that is for you to say. We’re all proud of you, buddy.
It makes my analog heart sing!
Now I gotta dig through my dad’s album collection!?
My dad had any number of LPs from the Kingston Trio. Turns out I don’t really care for the Kingston Trio. Real hep cat, that guy. His name was Charley and a lot of his friends called him Charmin’. In time I began to understand that in addition to the alliteration, a small amount of irony may have been involved. Better than Tom Dooley, I suppose.
Not just phonographs and tapes, it’s watches that wind, pinball machines with numbers on rolls, vacuum tubes and carburetors and…
And fountain pens!!!
You’d hate to hang down your head
I’m crying.
You’re doing better than Dooley.
My step dad had the nickname “Dangerous Doug” and I thought he was the epitome of cool when I was 9. Then I came to understand that he was a womanizing, wife-beating piece of shit, masquerading as a pious lay-minister in a local church. I still remember the look of surprise on his face as he descended and tumbled backwards down the stairs as the now-strong 15 year old me shoved him down the stairs to get him to stop beating my mom. Ironic realization is a powerful thing.
Twitter is suing the law firm it hired to enforce the buyout deal. Twitter paid the firm a $90 million “success fee” upon closing of that deal. Musk’s argument appears to be that the defendant in that lawsuit was so inept that enforcing the buyout was child’s play, and thus the lawyers do not deserve any bonus over their hourly billings ($16 million).
The inept defendant in that lawsuit was [checks notes] Elon Musk.
Do you think he knows how stupid and desperate he looks, or do you think he’s patting himself on the back for thinking so far outside the box?
His back if we’re lucky.
He seems the type that would call people to the toilet to admire his leavings.
I have two for this one:
- He has security follow him to the toilet. I’m not joking.
ii) “No one wants to see your giant shit, Lou.”