Warning labels, cautionary statements on TV shows. The powers that be, with litigious society and lawyers, are teaching people to be stupid. People are starting to depend on others, and gadgets to keep them safe.
My favorite, Auto-braking. They play the commercial over and over for various vehicles, touting their ability to sense a stopped object and auto magically apply the brakes for you. Here’s a thought, don’t be looking at little Billy in the back seat, keep your eyes on the road.
We used to be smart
I don’t know which really came first, stupid, or litigation. We used to be smart, or at least possess some common sense. If you tried something dangerous, you either survived, or were culled from the gene pool. Most knew not to try something that would kill us. We had cartoons back then, we never seemed to have a problem separating cartoons from reality, what changed?
Warning labels on EVERYTHING. My toilet cleaning replacement pads have a warning on them. “Not for personal hygiene.”
My flashlight recommends “wearing eye protection when operating.”
My favorite, Do not apply engine belt, while engine is running. Now THAT is a mental picture.
The lid, won’t open.
Why the rant? I just wanted to wash a load of clothes, in the new washer. Clothes in, button pushed. In a few minutes I hear the washer start agitating. This, is usually where we men, remember we didn’t put the soap in. The lid, won’t open. It’s locked, a red light indicates it’s locked. To keep you from placing your hand, or crawling in, while it is agitating, or anything else other than filling with water. Naturally the instruction manual is “somewhere”. I figured out, pressing the start button would pause it, but the lid remained locked. After threatening it, I pushed and held the start button as some type of imagined punishment to the electrical monster. A click and the red light goes off. I found the instructions as I added the detergent. PRINTED INSIDE THE LID!
It’s madness I tell you. This is a good time to take my shower and blow dry my hair while I’m in the shower. I also should clean my underarms, and other hard to reach places, with that handy brush laden with caustic chemicals, and has enough abrasion power to take the heat tiles off the Space Shuttle. I think it’s time for a break, I need to make sure my straight-jacket is dry.
Comments always welcome,