Dripping with sarcasm mode ::on::
I once heard someone say that the person who will live till 200 years old has already been born, medical advances will be so quick that this will be normal— fingers crossed.
Getting to the shops via jetpack is long overdue —science bods need to get a wriggle on
Living on Mars used to be in comics when I was a boy. Which was over 50 years ago, yes yes poetic licence, (latin for lies), so that shouldn’t be long now. Matt Damon coped, how hard can it be?!
All that stuff in Back ToThe Future —hover boards et al. Come on now if an art department can come up with stuff surely Mr Dyson or Apple must have something in the pipeline.
Personally I want that Matrix thing to be real — plug into my neck and boom: perfect pianist, fluent in French, Ex-Wimbledon-standard tennis player, fit, lithe, washboard abs, and the uncanny ability to make a fortune on the stock exchange over breakfast.
We need to agree on some stuff for the good of everyone. In the future we need to question anyone who doesn’t grasp the concept of ‘for the good of the community, the good of society, or the good of the planet.
Selfish behaviour should be so frowned upon that being a billionaire will just feel awkward and wrong.
In the future politicians should be held accountable. If you don’t achieve and cross off your list all the things you promised in your manifesto then you don’t get to be a politician again. If you can’t do the job find something else to do. It might stop idiots applying in the first place.
Futuristic transport should just be factored in to the cost of running a country. Fast, low energy and free for all citizens, a basic human right.
Ice cream should be very good and full of nutrients.
Roller skate Fridays, Clean sheets, big comfy arm chairs, a dog for everyone, sherbet for breakfast
I might need a lie down.