Isaac Asimov’s preditions for 2014 (just 4 months away!), followed by my questions and comments- http://www.nytimes.com/books/97/03/23/lifetimes/asi-v-fair.html Many of his predictions have already come to pass. #1. So, the underground living sounds reasonable. Scenario- *husband comes home all bloody and bruised* Wife: ‘Honey, what happened to you?’ Husband: ‘It’s the mole men mob, those thugs, attacked the autowalk!’ Wife: ‘Well at least it wasn’t the *Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dwellers from NJ!’ (I’ll get to that later.) #2..Of course, with flying cars, moving sidewalks, possible hover chairs (the futuristic Segway), and robots doing all the work (housework as well, like Mister Handy [Fallout] telling science jokes), humans will be fat, lazy, bored slug-like Hutts (Jabba-ish) barely able to move! Actually, using jet packs would be much better than flying cars, if it could lift our futuristic fatties off the ground, that is. Just worse if they should stall while in use, I guess. Well, at least there WILL be flying cars next year. It’s about time! Of course, only a few feet off the ground doesn’t sound like much of an improvement, but being able to cross water in them is a plus. You can avoid paying bridge and highway tolls altogether! Of course, then there’s the flying cars police to deal with. I wonder if cloaking devices will be a purchasable upgrade, or if it will come standard? Meh, but I guess they would have invisible car radar and still give you an electronic ticket. #3. ‘a small but genuine fusion explosion is demonstrated at frequent intervals’???? Someone explain this to me, please? Was that safe? #4. Radioisotopes in the kitchen? Scenario- ‘Oh my gods, the mixer has had a meltdown, everyone, contamination suits on, out of the kitchen! Grab the Geiger counter, levels too high, the kitchen must be destroyed and the rubble stored somewhere underground. I know! In NJ, where everyone seems to send their hazardous waste!' (see*- THE C.H.U.D.S. aka Contamination Hazard Urban Disposal System, vacationed at the Jersey Shore, and liked it so much they relocated.) #5. ‘Large solar-power stations will also be in operation in a number of desert and semi-desert areas -- Arizona, the Negev, Kazakhstan. In the more crowded, but cloudy and smoggy areas, solar power will be less practical. An exhibit at the 2014 fair will show models of power stations in space, collecting sunlight by means of huge parabolic focusing devices and radiating the energy thus collected down to earth.’ Borat can be an overseer! I’m picturing a huge magnifying glass in space positioned to radiate the energy to earth....and frying us like ants! (i.e. 'The Government's Answer to Over-population', or Project 'A.N.T.S.' [Annihilate Non-essential Troublesome Societies.]) #6. The boredom has already begun. How to amuse one’s self...let me see what electronics do I have to do this for me. #7. But what of the economy? More children means more buying! To hell with the earth, SELL! SELL! SELL! Tell those morons (what I am sure most big Corps think of us) what they need to be popular and successful!!!! Lead those little lambs, Mary Media. Don’t tell them it eventually leads to the abattoir! (another answer to over-population and possible food source as we all know, of course.) #8. Pfft! Pop Culture references ahead.....> Either Isaac Asimov watched 'The Jetsons', or he secretly wrote it! And is that where ‘Futurama’ got it’s name, I wonder? Now some futuristic messages from our sponsors- And don’t forget to buy Soylent Green! It’s people!
Jingle- ‘Soylent Green hits the spot, 20,000 credits, not a lot! No more Prion, you can rely on, Soylent Green!’ OK, so the Sun occasionally sort of does weewee on the moon (the Sun thinks it is just so superior and mocks the moon...never mock the moon, remember the tides of March...wait...there's something wrong there, but never mind. Here's this- http://www.space.com/22553-moon-water-mystery-source.html?cmpid=532481 So I take it, it is not potable? As long as it is not like the Waters of Mars! Well, eventually there will be a new job market, planetary mining corporations. Aliens, ready or not, here we come!!!! I just find this interesting (and not because it is in NJ! Well, maybe just a little because of that. If I were a billionairess I would fund all sorts of things like this...and when something is salvaged, don't you get to keep it? What about dinosaur bones and archeological finds?....hmm....:)
http://www.livescience.com/39213-new-jersey-shipwreck-identified.html?cmpid=532496 (I mentioned in the title of this 'thread', these are things that interest me, dunno about you. Haven't mind meddled, I mean melded, with you yet :) jk, simply a play on words! Which I like. Words. And play. When together nicely, without a lot of squabbling and such.) http://www.livescience.com/39265-first-human-mind-meld-created.html?cmpid=532496
In some ways this is the ubersupergreatest thing ever, but in other ways it's the 'why are you hitting yourself!?!' heehee...how sadistic would that be :) See, the internet has something beneficial to offer other than just MMORPGs, Fanfic and Porn! Soon we can download directly to one another's brain. Meh, but that would take some of the fun and mystery out of it, and who would actually need to meet anyone in person anymore if you had a direct link? Would all thoughts and stimulation become boring or better? (I would post it as a survey, but it would be disheartening if no one replied *sigh*...hey, what if no one was interested in hooking into your brain? *deeper sigh*) http://www.livescience.com/39247-mini-human-brains-grown-in-dish.html?cmpid=532496
How do they know for sure it is not sentient and cannot think? Even if at an elementary level? It developed retinal tissue (and the photo shows the 'brown eye', I assume the colour of the 'host' from which the cells were taken?) and ‘cells in conditions that allowed them to form a tissue called neuroectoderm, which develops into the nervous system.’ for gods’ sakes! We don’t even know how the brain works completely, other than some of it’s functions. Is it solely (souly?) what makes us or is it just an organic machine, our bodies, housing? Things are not scifi anymore! (and, for your convenience, you can just click on the site addys and it will take you there in a new window, or copy and paste, whatever makes you happy. this still doesn't make me less afraid. I do not kill them, though. I have a little bug vacuum, suck them up, then release them outside (and a few times, in the toilet, but they can swim, right? All creatures can swim, can't they? I was told, when things are flushed down the toilet they eventually go out to sea, and they prolly become merthings.....)
One never thinks of certain consequences of war. Only human life matters.
If we keep going, there may only be zoos such as this, sadly. http://www.vice.com/read/the-taxidermy-mausoleum-on-the-west-bank (It's just a shame he isn't a better taxidermist. Hey, but I give the man credit for trying to keep it a 'zoo' of some sort.) http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-latin-america-14688458
A strict religious group....yeah, look at what some priests have done as well. Apparently they are not very god fearing. There is no excuse for this, regardless. http://www.zooborns.com/zooborns/2013/08/baby-nautilus-a-zooborns-and-birch-aquarium-first.html
The Chambered Nautilus By Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. 1809–1894 This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,— The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed,— Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed! Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year’s dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathèd horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings:— Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea! |
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