A flying car is not that hard technically. It’s the thought of, for example, thousands of flying cars in Atlanta rush hour that’s so scary!
And not just Atlanta rush hour. Imagine being able to get in yor flying car and fly to Costco without having an accident with the flying car wanting to use the same air space to go to Walmart, or whatever.
The control structure needed to provide safe travel lanes for each flying car (all over the U.S. or Eurpope or wherever) would make the system currently in place for air trafic (commercial and private plane flights) look like tiddlywinks.
My father died of dimentia. First thing to go was his judgement. He would say truly innapproiate things, and developed fear. He would sleep in three different beds so ‘they’ couldn’t find him. Yet during this time he corrected me when I drove past a turn on the way to a doctor’s appointment.
My mother died of Alzheimer’s (a subset of dimentia). She was the sweetest person up until the end. One time she was in her bed and I was sitting beside her, we were watching TV. She started pulling on the rails, trying to sit up.
I said “Where you going Mom?” She said "I’m going upstairs to my bedroom (the house she grew up in). I said “Momma you’ve lived here for 40 years.” She looked me, kinda irritated, and said “I get SO tired of people telling me that.” But then, with a small smile, she said “But I don’t guess it makes much difference does it?”
We had to have Dad commited to a lock-down old folks home. $4K a month plus expensive meds.
Mom died in her house. We had 24-hour care, ladies that lived around there. Mom would help them fold clothes. They gave her the towels to fold. They’d take a full container back into the bedroom, dump them out on the bed, mix them up, then take then back for her to fold again.
Dad was Dad. He was not a very good father (although I didn’t have any other fathers to compare him to). He was a lot better than HIS father though.
Mom was a very good person, the glue that kept us together as a family. If they were a couple these days she would probably file for divorce.
Dadburnit!