No. I am not going to show you any pictures.

Aristophanes’ The Clouds is pretty naughty. (The link is so you can read its naughtiness.)

It was time to leave the mall. I started my car. The sun was out, and since my car was parked in the sun, it was hot inside. So, like people do, I proceeded to roll down the power window.

Click.

Huh?

Driver’s side window wasn’t working. Click. Tried passenger side. Click. Back-window vents. Click.

Shit.

Maybe it was a fuse. I got out my trusty instruction manual. My power windows are on the same fuse as the ignition, yet my car was running. So…

I turned my car off.

I turned it back on.

My window worked.

Seriously, I rebooted my car!