As far as I'm concerned, "self driving car" means I can hop in, say "Okay Google take me to work", crawl into the back seat, light a spliff and stare out the sunroof until the thing parks. There's an apocryphal story from my youth about a senior citizen who buys a Winnebago upon retirement, sets it out on I-40, hits the cruise control and wanders back to the kitchenette to make a pot of coffee. That's how autopilot works on a yacht: set the heading and the throttle and you're headed to the horizon. But then, it's pretty easy to do that stuff when you don't have to worry about traffic. Uber doesn't know what to do about traffic. They're shining it on. And now there's a dead lady. I don't want to see autonomous vehicles until they're impossible to get a DUI in because you, mutherfucker, are irrevocably a goddamn passenger.