I have been trying to sell something
that nobody wants to buy.
Not because it does not work.
Because of what it asks.
Let me tell you what I finally figured out.
When people got their first car,
they had to learn to drive it.
Clutch. Gears. Mirrors.
Watch the road. Watch the other fella.
It was work.
And people did the work,
because there was no other way
to get down the road.
Now they are building cars
that drive themselves.
And here is the thing
nobody says.
Most people do not want that car
because it is safer.
They want it because
they do not want to drive anymore.
They want to sit down,
say where they are going,
and close their eyes.
That is not a criticism.
That is just true.
And it is true of me too.
I have caught myself doing it.
Asking the machine something,
getting an answer that sounded right,
and moving on without checking.
Because checking is work.
And I built the thing
that says check.
So here is what I have learned
about my own product.
I built a steering wheel.
And I have been offering it to people
who bought the car
specifically so they would not have to steer.
Twenty-seven dollars.
Free version too.
Nobody touched it.
I used to think
that meant the price was wrong.
It is not the price.
A steering wheel is not too expensive.
It is just extra.
Because when you ask a machine a question
and it hands you an answer
that reads clean and sounds sure,
nothing hurts.
Nothing goes wrong that you can see.
There is no dent in the fender.
No siren behind you.
You got your answer.
You moved on.
That is the trap.
Not that the machine lies.
That when it does,
it feels exactly the same
as when it does not.
So there is no moment
where you learn to be careful.
I want to say something now
that I mean gently.
Every single one of us
is carrying more decisions
than we have time to make.
Bills. Work. Kids. Doctors.
Forms nobody can read.
And here comes a machine
that says give it to me,
I will handle it.
Of course people say yes.
I say yes.
That is not laziness.
That is a tired person
taking the help that is offered.
But here is the part
I cannot let go of.
The machine can do the work.
It cannot carry the consequence.
If it gets your medicine wrong,
it does not go to the hospital.
If it gets your money wrong,
it does not eat the loss.
If it makes something up
and you repeat it,
your name is on it.
Not its name.
That never transfers.
It cannot transfer.
Somebody is always holding the bag
at the end of the chain,
and it is never the machine.
So the wheel is not extra.
It just feels extra
right up until the day it does not.
I am not going to pretend
I know how to make people
want it before that day.
Fifteen months I have tried.
I have not cracked it.
What I can do
is have it built and sitting here
for whoever needs it
when their day comes.
And it will come for somebody.
Somebody is going to get an answer
that was clean and confident and wrong,
and it is going to cost them something real.
And on that day
they are not going to want
a faster machine.
They are going to want
to know how to check.
That is what this is for.
Not to make you distrust the thing.
I use it every day.
Just to make sure
that when it hands you something,
you are still the one deciding
whether to take it.
That is all a steering wheel is.
Not a brake.
Not a lock.
Not a lecture.
Just the thing that keeps you
in the driver’s seat
of your own life.
I am going to keep building it.
Whether anybody buys it or not.
Because I would rather be the man
who had one ready
than the man who was right
and had nothing to hand you.
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This post was drafted with AI governed assistance and reviewed and directed by Michael S. Faust Sr. before publication.
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