Caveman Jack's Self-cleaning Oven

We live in a self-cleaning oven. Not literally, of course.airplanes fly themselves. Word is that Al Qaeda has
We would burn up if we did. Those things get reallydeveloped a self-hijacking plane, but they can't seem
HOT!In fact, self-cleaning ovens get so hot that theyto develop a customer base.Television remote
burn orange juice to a crisp. They get so hot thatcontrols, officially called "doodadders", have made
they melt thermometers. The produce enough hot airlegs virtually redundant, except for bathroom breaks.
to replace the entire American Senate, the BritishIn Caveman Jack's days, they had to get up off their
Parliament and the Canadian PMO put together.rocks to change the channels. If Caveman Jack had
Unfortunately, certain trade barriers and constitutionalhad a doodadder, he might still be sitting on his rock
clauses impede the replacement of deadwood politicalpraying that somebody will soon invent a
assemblies by modern, efficient self-cleaningbathroom.To be frank, I think the Office of Modern
ovens.The self-cleaning oven is part of the "oven"Conveniences has misguided priorities. My oven
genus of machines. Households these days also boastdoesn't need cleaning all that badly. But my office
a microwave oven, a toaster, a toaster oven, adoes. And so does my kitchen. And my laundry room.
waffle maker, a bread maker, a popcorn cooker, anAnd my bathroom. Why doesn't somebody invent a
auto-shut kettle and several other specialty "ovens".self cleaning bathroom?Oops. I forgot. Somebody did
The combined hot air form all these cookinginvent a self-cleaning bathroom. On our honeymoon in
machines could turn any ordinary home into an instantRome, we used the bathroom in a Roman Metro
Parliament.Like the self-cleaning oven, everything isstation. As soon as we left the bathroom the
automated these days. It makes life so easy. In fact,automatic door shut and the bathroom was rinsed
the machines could almost run the world without us.from sprinklers all around.Did I mention that Caveman
Almost.The ovens practically clean themselves. MyJack was a sugar sculptor? He carved lovely
great, great, great uncle, Caveman Jack, had to cleansculptures of rocks out of sugar. What if one day,
his oven with a stick. The hardest part was trying towhile riding the Roman Metro to a sugar sculpture
figure out which rock was the oven.Automatedshowing, Caveman Jack suddenly had to rush to the
doors at the grocery store open and close evenwashroom?Leaving the washroom, he remembers his
when nobody walks through...except for those fewprize sculpture entitled "Rock" sitting on the bathroom
that still function properly.Lights turn on an off onfloor. Too late. The automatic doors close. The water
their own, as long as there is somebody there toflushes the bathroom clean.Later that day at the
applaud, which brings me to question the self-esteemsugar sculpture exhibit, everyone gathers 'round and
of lighting fixtures.Lint gets caught in the lint trap.marvels at the latest offering by Caveman Jack:
Caveman Jack had to trap his own lint, but then"Little Rock".Caveman Jack is probably happy that he
somebody invented the clothes dryer, and peopledoesn't have a self-cleaning oven. Too much
have not had to hunt for lint ever since.Planes fly onconvenience is not always good for the soul. Besides,
autopilot these days. Gone are the days whenthere's nothing like an open fire to cook a juicy
Caveman Jack had to pedal over a cliff to take flight.mammoth steak.Saaaay...how about a self-cleaning
Now pilots can sit back, sip a drink and snooze whilefire pit?