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Assuming that recent accounts are true and accurate, the future is a very weird place. Especially considering a lot of people here have already lived through it all, while I have apparently missed out on thirty years of it. Gee, you leave a world alone for three measly decades and the next thing you know the Iron Curtain's come down.
This does, however, present an ethical dilemma. One of the primary tenets of time travel is, of course, that it is unwise to know too much about your own future. This is both for the sake of preserving the time stream and for the sake of maintaining the assurance that the choices you're making are really your own free will. On the other hand, a shrewd individual with access to exactly the right information about the future could very easily make a million dollars. Or get himself made Prime Minister.
Or both.
Of course, using knowledge of the future to achieve gains in the present poses many problems, not least of which is the fact that using the future to change the past will have the adverse effect of also changing the future, which may render the information null and void anyway. It is also quite obviously cheating, and therefore takes all the fun out of the prospect of world domination in the first place. Hence, the dilemma.
In other news, the search for bunk beds continues.