Roll up, folks! We’re taking a comically bumpy ride into the future, precisely ten years from now. Ah! The year 2033 — the air smells of silicon, our refrigerators can shop for groceries, and our cars can take us anywhere while we sleep off a hangover in the back seat. Yes, it’s a fantastic world of technological marvels, and self-driving cars rule the roost. But, oh dear, our metallic friends seem to be suffering from an age-old human affliction: the infamous midlife crisis. Yes, you heard right, self-driving cars too can have existential dread. Let’s buckle up and get a glimpse of this automobile angst.
Trans Crisis Management
Over the years as I went through the process of living my life as a transgender woman, I encountered many instances of crisis management.…