April Fools’ Day is dead. You, PR flacks of the world, all killed it with joke announcements and fanciful products you’ll never build. It’s become more of a nuisance than a source of amusement. The most frustrating gags of them all, however, are the actual good ideas that sneak into April 1 announcements.
When a woman writes about cars on the internet, there are plenty of people who respect her words. But there are also Reddit users who think she’s incapable of forming her own opinions, commenters who think she isn’t qualified to review a car and critics who always want to remind her of what the boys know.
Formula E is a recent addition to the world’s motorsports scene, an electric counterpart to the gas-guzzling established series. It does a lot right, but still nobody really seems to know what it is, what’s it’s up to, or why it’s important. Here are three things the series could do to right itself and no, they’re not…
“Well, I understand your occasional need to haul spare parts to the track, but really, the Miata’s trunk is surprisingly big, and you can always buy a trailer,” says the obnoxious, often leathery Miata owner, as a pre-cancerous mole ever-so-slowly engulfs a small chunk of his forearm.
You record a live event on your DVR to watch later. It's important to you to not know how it ends. Then, you go online and see the results from the recorded event. You get pissed at the Internet. You're pissed at your friend who posted it to Facebook. But you shouldn't be pissed at them. You should be pissed at you.