I feel like the media constantly bombards us with two completely opposite visions of the future:
In future #1 I can talk to my home appliances and have virtual sex with supermodels while my hydrogen-powered biodegradable car drives me to work.
In future #2 I’m learning to make fire and trying to defend my survival garden against roving bands of marauders.
I don’t know which one we’re headed for, but I’m stockpiling canned food.
