In the 80s we had this little crank. Car didn’t need to be on. Crank wasn’t electric. Crank was kid-powered. Your dad just yelled at you. “HEY!!! ROLL THE WINDOW DOWN BACK THERE!!! YA LITTLE SHIT!!!”
And you knew it was serious, because cars back then didn’t have A.C unless you were rich. So it was 90 degrees and the inside of the car was 110. Because YOU said we should put the reflective cover in the winshield, so it wouldn’t get so hot in the car, but nooooooooo, dad said you’d only be a minute in the store. Then you come back out 45 minutes later. Which as you know, in kid time is several weeks. So now it’s hot in the car. And the seat vynal is burning your legs, because you wore shorts.
And so you ask if you can just open the car doors for a while before you get in, but noooooooo we got places to be.
And so now you’re getting yelled at, to crank both windows down because SOMEONE is being an asshole.
But at least you’re not burning in a vehicle with no way out!
Sure, if you think of the car as the earth, the windshield as greenhouse gases, and our political leaders/you as the dad having no idea what the hell they’re talking about.
I think it was more of a long way to say “manual windows and door handles have worked since cars were invented, why are we reinventing the wheel and introducing new fail points on something like a door handle by making it electric?”
We should be asking this with everything, honestly. We don’t need an electronic juice bag presser that “needs” to be connected to your wifi in order to work, or a fridge with a giant screen and camera on the inside so you can look at what’s in the fridge without gasp opening the door!
The second scenario could be a little more muddy. You may be saving electricity by keeping the fridge closed and preventing the condenser from having to run as often. Mileage may vary by fridge snack checks and insulation, but it at least could be a potential power saver in theory.
In the 80s we had this little crank. Car didn’t need to be on. Crank wasn’t electric. Crank was kid-powered. Your dad just yelled at you. “HEY!!! ROLL THE WINDOW DOWN BACK THERE!!! YA LITTLE SHIT!!!”
And you knew it was serious, because cars back then didn’t have A.C unless you were rich. So it was 90 degrees and the inside of the car was 110. Because YOU said we should put the reflective cover in the winshield, so it wouldn’t get so hot in the car, but nooooooooo, dad said you’d only be a minute in the store. Then you come back out 45 minutes later. Which as you know, in kid time is several weeks. So now it’s hot in the car. And the seat vynal is burning your legs, because you wore shorts.
And so you ask if you can just open the car doors for a while before you get in, but noooooooo we got places to be.
And so now you’re getting yelled at, to crank both windows down because SOMEONE is being an asshole.
But at least you’re not burning in a vehicle with no way out!
Vinyl
So the earth has always been hot…
Sure, if you think of the car as the earth, the windshield as greenhouse gases, and our political leaders/you as the dad having no idea what the hell they’re talking about.
Tell me you have no idea what “climate change” means without telling me.
I think it was more of a long way to say “manual windows and door handles have worked since cars were invented, why are we reinventing the wheel and introducing new fail points on something like a door handle by making it electric?”
We should be asking this with everything, honestly. We don’t need an electronic juice bag presser that “needs” to be connected to your wifi in order to work, or a fridge with a giant screen and camera on the inside so you can look at what’s in the fridge without gasp opening the door!
Juicero we hardly knew ye
The second scenario could be a little more muddy. You may be saving electricity by keeping the fridge closed and preventing the condenser from having to run as often. Mileage may vary by fridge snack checks and insulation, but it at least could be a potential power saver in theory.
Technically untrue: the first cars didn’t have doors at all.