"I sometimes think drivers don't know what grass is, or flowers, because they never see them slowly," she said. "If you showed a driver a green blur, Oh yes! he'd say, that's grass! A pink blur! That's a rose garden! White blurs are houses. Brown blurs are cows. My uncle drove slowly on a highway once. He drove forty miles an hour and they jailed him for two days."

~Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

If you want to get creeped out by mp3 players, bluetooths, wii (wiis? wii'ii?), and giant flatscreen TVs, read this book.