I was driving home from work on Friday, and decided to listen to the Escape Pod podcast. Suddenly, for a fraction of a second my car was turned inside out, and sitting in the passenger seat was a person who looked exactly like me, wearing the same clothing -- only slightly different.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am you from 35 minutes into the future. I have come back in time to warn you not to listen to the Escape Pod podcast. It is very boring, despite the fact that Karl Marx is a character."
"Despite the fact?" I asked. "Does future me have more sympathies toward Communist ideology that I did 35 minutes earlier?"
"Possibly," my future self tells me.
"Hey," I say, choosing to ignore my hypothetical future shift in politics, "my commute home is longer than 35 minutes. If you are really me from 35 minutes into the future, shouldn't you still be driving the car?"
"Yes. But I felt I couldn't wait. The vehicle we were driving probably caused a massive car crash mere seconds after I left. I must now travel back into the mangled wreckage. The only way that you can save us both is to not listen to the Escape Pod podcast! Then, my time line will never occur, and the car crash can be averted. Save us both! The choice is yours."
And then, the car turned inside out again and my future self was gone.
Anyway, because of that I didn't listen to the podcast, so I can't really give a critique of it here.