WE'RE LIVING IN THE FUTURE!!!

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Zombie Hunter
Here's where I sound like Grumpy Old Man without trying to (and most people I work with are too young to remember Dana Carvey's Grumpy Old Man Character from SNL).

I remember, as a kid, thinking about the Year 2000. The Future. Flyin' cars. Silver jumpsuits. I'd be the ancient age of 30. Or in college. Dystopian tales set in the dark, dark years of the late 1990s. Yet here we on the cusp of 20goddamn19. No flyin' cars. But I do have a pocket computer with a flashlight and a camera/camcorder that even takes telephone calls and holds an address book. I can get the most debased and depraved porn onscreen in my house for free whenever I want it. I had more to say at some point, but I forget what it was. And I'm still a bit weirded out by the fact that we're on the home stretch to 2020--which is so advanced that no one would even deign to set a sci fi movie that far in the future in the '80s.

Oh, and we didn't get to Mars by 2001. And we didn't meet some Space Baby in 2010. But we also didn't have a nucular apocalypse, so we've got that going for us, which is nice. It's just too bad that the idyllic future for Detroit, predicted by the film Robocop, never happened. It's too bad Detroit isn't as nice as it was in Robocop.
 

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Eternal
I'll buy that for a dollar!
 
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