My rant about buttinskis on the highway yesterday reminded me of the need for us to find ways to indicate to other drivers what jerks they are being.
I have searched - so far without success - for a portable pixelboard sign you could set up in your rear window, whereby you could flash messages to other drivers.
If for no other reason than to say, "HEY BUDDY! Your Daytime Running Lights don't turn on your taillights!"
I know such technology exists, because the unmarked German police car that pulled over my fellow-journalist / driving partner (who shall remain anonymous here, but you know who you are...) in the Bentley Speed GT a couple months back had one.
Very high-tech - it was hidden in the hat shelf, and rotated into view only when the officer pushed a button.
All it said was "POLIZEI", with flashing arrows pointing to the right, directing us into a rest area where they had set up a speed limt enforcement/entrapment fishing hole.
Yeah, German cops do that too - they are cops, after all.
(In case you didn't know, not all of the Autobahn is speed-limit-free.)
They had a van set up, three cop/clerks, no waiting, with currency conversion charts for foreigners - very efficient, as you'd expect from the Germans.
Also, expensive - something like 240 Euros for 32 km over the 100 km/h limit.
But surprise surprise - I digress...
I have also thought of other ways of expressing displeasure with other drivers.
For example, I've conceptually invented (no prototypes - yet) a paint-ball launching system, which would lob a paint ball pellet onto the hood of the offending car.
Except instead of paint, it would contain a paste mixture full of sulphuric acid.
Wouldn't that be delicious?
Now, it wouldn't be truly effective as a disciplinary device, because the perp wouldn't associate the punishment with the crime.
He'd just wonder - why is there this patch of peeled-off paint on the hood of my car?
Maybe if he got enough of them he'd start to figure it out.
That reminded me of a classmate back in my University days who mounted a Cibie Oscar driving light on the trunk lid of his car, pointing backward.
Someone forget to dim their high beams while driving behind him?
About 400 million candlepower right between the eyes should be warning enough...
You do know I'm kidding, right?