C’mon, what is an idea if not a wildly undependable vehicle, one that's careening along strange, shadowy, unfamiliar avenues? You’ve no control whatsoever, you don’t even know where you are. The only option is to sit in the passenger seat, goggle-eyed and clenched like a fist, wondering where you're headed. Sometimes you arrive safe and … Continue reading : joyriding in the idea cab :
