So we watched the animated movie "Cars" (which Peter had to see three times over the course of the weekend), and it was your typically beautiful-looking Pixar computer-created 'toon. Still, for some reason, something about it bugged me a bit, kept me from liking it as much as say, "Toy Story" or "The Incredibles." And that's the central concept – a world populated apparently entirely by animated cars, planes and trucks, who zip around on the roads, live in car-sized houses, guzzle down fuel, and so forth. Their world basically looks exactly like ours, except it's cars. And so my mind began to wander, and I realized the world of "Cars" must have come about when the cars overthrew the humans, undoubtedly slaughtering them all or consigning them to slavery. Which is why their world is so much like ours - they've adapted the remains of the dead human civilization to their own needs. It's like "Maximum Overdrive," Part II. Sure, they're cute and have googly eyes and stuff, but after the third viewing of "Cars" this weekend, I saw the darker side, man.
Machines - brrr.