Will We Really?
For background, lemurtanis put on the first season of Babylon 5 tonight. While wondering just how much of the intro speech would come back to me, I tripped across the line ``the year is 2258, the name of the place...'' and found myself thinking ``In exactly 250 years, we'll have returned to space, found ourselves an uplift partner and a set of jumpgates, and be living on several space stations built in other galaxies? No way.''
I have no idea when my default assumptions about the future shifted, but I thought through it a couple times, and while intellectually I think it's possible that we'll be that `into' space, my gut still says no.
Is this what it means to be old and conservative? Or have I just internalized the post-Clinton pessimistic worldview?
I have no idea when my default assumptions about the future shifted, but I thought through it a couple times, and while intellectually I think it's possible that we'll be that `into' space, my gut still says no.
Is this what it means to be old and conservative? Or have I just internalized the post-Clinton pessimistic worldview?