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Thursday, June 29, 2006
I'm also an amateur futurist. You probably knew this. Amateur futurist, which means I'm not so much like professional futurist William Gibson, who coined the term "Cyberspace," even before Al Gore invented the internet. And I'm not even like Neil Stephenson, who (otherwise a great author) came up with a totally derivative idea called (the metaverse?). Those guys are science fiction authors. - oh OH! And here's two more different kinds of professional futurists, but they don't make money off their particular predictions, rather, they make money of periphereal book deals and donations from their television audiences and whatnot: Nostradomaus and that Roberts guy (not Oral Roberts) who both predicted that somewhere, sometime, a storm will "lash" something.The above mentioned are professional futurists. I am an amateur futurist. My futurist predictions are more in line with that guy on the El platform the other day who launched into a desperate portrayal of his own horrific vision of the future for me while I pretty much just did my best to ignore him and keep reading. So I didn't really catch all the particulars of his horrifying prophecy of the future, but I did gather it had something to do with the mysterious dispearance of the semi-colon.
This is my prediction for the future: In tens years everybody will have microchips in their brains that allow them to read the MSN homepage, with a real time stock ticker and a direct portal to sign into their hotmail accounts, just by closing their eyes! This will then become the question: how did those microchips get there?* But at this point, will anybody even think to ask it? Or will that questioning part of our brains be occluded by clickable thumb-nail photos of Tyra Banks?
P.S. I totally bluffed my way through a sports conversation (something about some sort of NBA basketaball draft?) on the elevator the other day despite knowing absolutely nothing about any sports besides flyfishing and falconry. Here is the secret: you have to politely express cynicism about everything the sports talker says and that will keep him or her going until you reach your floor.
* The answer is Ralph Nader and flouride.
Brian 7:30 AM
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