I was in the parking lot unloading groceries into my car when the car next to me started honking and flashing its lights. It wasn’t much. The lights flickered on and off a bit.
The car horn was more of a be – beep, rather than a BEEEEEEP! Nothing too ominous. Looks like they had installed a sophisticated motion-detecting security alarm on the vehicle. As innocuous as that may sound to you, I DID NOT LIKE THIS ONE BIT. It was now a robot car, watching me, reacting to my every movement, wondering if it could borrow a cigarette from me.
Jim Flanigan Looks at the World 