The cars that eat people

Either we're autonomous or they are

When people ask why I don’t have a driver’s license, I usually say I always expected that by this stage of life I would have a chauffeur, and by the time I realized I wouldn’t it was too late. This is not entirely untrue. But the truer thing is I just don’t care about driving. As a teenager bombing around in my mother’s car, I certainly did; I felt that…