I, for one, Welcome our new Google-eyed Overlords?
Check out his article from NatGeo on the future...augmented reality.
How will you interact with the future world? Feed google directly into your brain/eyeballs! DO NOT FEED BING! That search engine is sooooo bad...oh, my god, it made me dumber. And yet, I cannot pinpoint why it's awful.
But I digress, because here's the real question at hand:
At what point does the apocalypse figure into this?
Because I have read more than my fair share of literary futureapocali, and I have to assume some anti-utopia is on its way as a result of this (and other things). It's all very Trouble and her Friends...and that book, despite being pretty prophetic so far (in a Necromancer sort of way), ended pretty badly all around.
I suppose we just resist? And end up like whatzisdude in Brave New World? Which, correct me if I'm wrong, also ended badly.
The good news: when the GPS goes out during a zombie apocalypse, I'll rule the roads like a lady Mad Max (without the Mel Gibson crazies) just because I can read a map and an autorepair manual.
And in conclusion, WHO RUNS BARTERTOWN?? I run bartertown! (With my google-eyes.)
P.S. Who is as amazed as I am that there were no Logan's Run references in this post? I mean before this one. Come, oldies, be reborn.
How will you interact with the future world? Feed google directly into your brain/eyeballs! DO NOT FEED BING! That search engine is sooooo bad...oh, my god, it made me dumber. And yet, I cannot pinpoint why it's awful.
But I digress, because here's the real question at hand:
At what point does the apocalypse figure into this?
Because I have read more than my fair share of literary futureapocali, and I have to assume some anti-utopia is on its way as a result of this (and other things). It's all very Trouble and her Friends...and that book, despite being pretty prophetic so far (in a Necromancer sort of way), ended pretty badly all around.
I suppose we just resist? And end up like whatzisdude in Brave New World? Which, correct me if I'm wrong, also ended badly.
The good news: when the GPS goes out during a zombie apocalypse, I'll rule the roads like a lady Mad Max (without the Mel Gibson crazies) just because I can read a map and an autorepair manual.
And in conclusion, WHO RUNS BARTERTOWN?? I run bartertown! (With my google-eyes.)
P.S. Who is as amazed as I am that there were no Logan's Run references in this post? I mean before this one. Come, oldies, be reborn.