I keep thinking about this old guy I used to see at Denny’s, who would sometimes sit down with us.
Always on a rant about how morals today are the exact same as they were in the 1950s, just renamed and disguised to look different … He also said the ’50s were bullshit and boring.
When I was younger, I thought being middle aged was the worst thing to be. But then I see like 40 and 50 year olds just getting it, being who they want to be and not giving a fuck about being cool, which is actually very cool. And I hope I can be like them when I grow up.
“Conservative: You’re just a BOT. An ANTIFA SUPER SOLDIER. All you want is to make a GAY ORGY COLONY IN SPACE
Progressives: Nooooo stop calling me names that are cool as shit
Conservative: You are SHARK that likes CIGARETTES
Meanwhile when conservatives get to name their own group they go with shit like THE PROUD BOYS and TEA PARTY and DRY PENIS ARMY”
—Dan Sheehan
To-day, it costs less to house the homeless and give the impoverished a UBI than it does to now that the Capitalists have stopped reading …
Listen: There are 30,000+ particle accelerators on Earth right now. What if we were to just fire them all up and get the fuck off this timeline?
And what if, in the future, we discovered how to erase bad events from history by sending them to another time –
but we just collectively chose 2020 as the temporal landfill?
At the very least, to-day, has anyone tried singing The National Anthem to get the cops off of a person, or would that alone create a paradox?
“At the time I awoke, the ‘Day of Hope’ was almost at hand. I shall not attempt to set forth a detailed history of the Second War of Independence, for that has been recorded already by better historians than I am … America, industrially geared to world production and the world trade, collapsed economically, and there ensued a long period of stagnation and desperate attempts at economic reconstruction … We had ultrophoned our arrival and the Big Boss himself, surrounded by the Council, was on hand to welcome us and learn our news. In turn we were informed that during the night a band of raiding Bad Bloods, disguised under the insignia of the Altoonas, a gang some distance to the west of us, had destroyed several of our camps before our people had rallied and driven them off. Their purpose, evidently, had been to embroil us with the Altoonas, but fortunately, one of our exchanges recognized the Bad Blood leader, who had been slain.”
—Philip Francis Nowlan, Amazing Stories, 1928
Then, I woke up in a hospital in the year 2065, after having been frozen at my current age.
All of my records had been lost, and the young nurses looked at me like I was from outer space when I suggested physically **writing down** what I could tell them from memory.
They figured out what I was asking, but still did not understand my explanation of ink and paper being used for practical things and not just fancy art projects.
They also seemed amazed when I said how old I was, despite it still being a totally plausible old-person age.
There were some flying cars, but also an equal amount of not-flying cars.
There were still newspaper boxes on corners, only instead of holding physical newspapers, they were mostly ornamental, and you could scan them with your device to download all the news articles for that day/week, with a front page-looking graphic across a screen in the window.
And it turns out none of this does proper justice to the aesthetic 1930s retro-future I imagined when I read Brave New World.
We were still doomed, but can we at least be doomed with pin curls, wired phones, helicopter taxis and freely available benzos?
My Instagram feed still had that notice pinned at the top, to let me know that one picture I already posted decades ago, still can’t be posted.
So technology was essentially the same, save for different things being trendy and everything being constantly surveilled …
but this was to-morrow, THE FUTURE!
Well, shit.
Turns out I’d long surpassed the age in which being a mentally ill hipster is still cute.
They’re calling me a manic pixie WOMAN now. 💼 💅
—bwargh von modnar
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