Wishes.

If I was that Twilight Zone kid, I'd wish away all the incompetent people who cannot grasp the concept of "Left Turn Yield On Green" into a cornfield. They would be joined shortly thereafter by the people who pick an aisle in the store to block and just stand there, ignoring me as I cast dirty looks at them because I obviously want to go down that aisle, such as those dimwits who posted one person at each end of the Valentine's clearance aisle at Wal-Mart over the weekend and made me wait for what must have been 15 minutes to get the bag of Cherry Cordial Hershey's Kisses I wanted.

And, for no particular reason, Melissa Gilbert.