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There'll be space tourism, and lunar research bases, extreme low-gravity space skateboarding competitions, and probably loads more stuff that sounds like pure science fiction.
A chemical found in moon dust is probably going to be synthesized into a psychedelic drug that people call Moon Candy, and schools in 2088 are gonna make the kids watch a ten-minute holographic "Say No To Drugs" video telling them not to try Moon Candy, or Cybermeth, or whatever else is being sold out of the back of shady vans.
Us down here on Earth might look up and see city lights shining from the moon's grey craters. Crowds of people will gather to watch the rockets take off from SpaceX terminals, because only the super rich or super gifted can really afford a ride up there. The poor folks just sit down here in paddleboats, contending with the rising sea levels and worsening storms that are a byproduct of global warming. All while the wealthy sip liquid-nitrogen cooled martinis in moon lounges in a city called Eunomia.
And when this happens I'll be around 90. Or I'll be dead. Or we'll all be dead, maybe, because a bacterial infection that we're critically vulnerable to will wipe out whole countries before a vaccine can be engineered. Or maybe a world leader might suspect he's been robbed of a poker victory by a cheating ally, and he'll send missiles flying overseas to fry half the world's population in less than an hour.
Or maybe we'll all just hit a wall with life. We might all just sit down, on a sidewalk, in a field, on our front porches and wonder, "Is this all there is?" And nothing will ever get done again, because nobody has the answer.
Or maybe none of that will happen, because maybe we'll think about Earth. Maybe we'll give what's happening down here a little more attention before blasting off to the moon and ignoring the fire in our backyard. Maybe we'll set things straight, end world hunger, abolish billionaires, convert to global socialism, redesign government, solve death and sickness and sing kumbaya until the sun explodes in 5 billion years.
That could be cool. We'd stop aging at 24 and spend eternities locked in philosophical discourse, playing football until the year 17776 and always coming up with new ways to eat quinoa. And we wouldn't have to worry about anything, ever.
Except for maybe the artificial intelligence uprising. Or the scarcity of precious minerals. Or the apes entering the stone age. Or theโ
You get it. There'd always be a worry, I'm sure. So, scratch that idea. Forget about the moon. Maybe we don't solve everything. Maybe it's just regular old Monday, January 25th, 2021.
And maybe today is the last day that any of us will experience. Because maybe, like none of it was ever real, an alien kid in a galactic cloud cluster will power off her universe-simulating computer because she's gotten bored with how much of a disaster humanity was.
And just like that, we'd all be nothingness.
Kind of makes you think, doesn't iโ
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ReplyThis is why I stopped watching scifi. Like you said, every fantasy about a perfect futuristic existence has at least 1 fatal flaw. Usually many.
The best scifi analysis I heard was by a team of actual scientists. They pointed out that the moon, or mars, or any planet we've seen as far as 1000s of light years, is so barren, inhospitable and dead that it would be ridiculous if anyone wants to live there. Would you want to live in Antarctica, or the North Pole, FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE?
The argument is, the temperate zones of earth are the only places in the known universe that support any kind of life. If we screw it up, with pollution or overpopulation or wars, there is nowhere else to run.
I agree. And I hate fantasy/scifi for overlooking this 1 simple & obvious point. Realistic scifi is cool. Watch "The Martian" which is a mostly realistic story about a guy trying to survive on mars for just a few months. It's hell.
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