Time Traveling Me who has been to the farther future: “Neither of you realize how good you both have it.”
Future future future you only says: constant screaming
Presumably because he travelled back the moment he saw the bombs fall and knows he can no longer go back to his future, but you’ll never know, because he won’t stop fucking screaming.
Glad to see future-you apparently survived The Great Purge. …So far.
thought crimes exist in the future. purge would be mercy.
Literary futuristic dystopias have the luxury of clearly defining good vs bad and generally ignoring the horrible plight of the have-nots as anything other than plot points or scene setting.
You’d never read a book that was nothing more than the grind of hopelessness, the self-sabotaging myopic stupidity, greed, and hatreds of the masses that get manipulated by politicians.
What the authors do almost always get right is the bottomless greed of the wealthy willing to set the fictional world on fire and destroy, or at best coldly disregard, the lives of those not in their class to further their wealth and power.
Motorcycles are not measurably cooler looking than when I was a teenager.
They look the goddamn same…and choppers are gone
Sport bikes continue to insectify themselves, small motorcycles are disappearing (250cc bikes are all but gone and the 300cc era didn’t seem to last long) cruisers are an endangered species, probably because they’re copies of Harley-Davidsons which is a dying brand, turns out making god damn fucking sure you only appeal to Boomers isn’t the best long-term business strategy.
Yeah but daylight still exists
That’s why I like Atom Fall, sun-drenched dystopia, with pretty flowers.
