I own nothing, have no privacy, and life has never been better
The superior future, brought to you by Panem and Circenses!
Welcome to the year 2030.
This is gonna be optimistic in more ways than one.
Welcome to my city - or should I say, "our city". I don't own anything. I don't own a car. I don't own a house. I don't own any appliances or any clothes.
Those first two items are common to not own these days, sadly. Then, you started getting creepy. Or homeless.
It might seem odd to you, but it makes perfect sense for us in this city.
You misspelled "cult".
Everything you considered a product, has now become a service. We have access to transportation, accommodation, food and all the things we need in our daily lives. One by one all these things became free, so it ended up not making sense for us to own much.
I'm watching someone from a thing called "World Economic Forum" fail to realize that all those things require effort and therefore can't be free because who's gonna drive a bus just for the deep personal fulfillment of being a bus driver?
Then, when clean energy became free
AHAHHAHAHAHAHA! This Communist utopia is predicated on the creation of free energy!
we could call a driverless vehicle or a flying car for longer journeys within minutes.
Wait, that's even better than free energy, it's predicated on the existence of a Santa Claus machine: A wholly automated device capable of making anything out of anything.
In our city we don't pay any rent, because someone else is using our free space whenever we do not need it. My living room is used for business meetings when I am not there.
The CEO of Globocorp apparently even rubbed his dick on the photo of my sister I keep on the mantelpiece. I'm quite proud.
The superior future, brought to you by Panem and Circenses!
This is gonna be optimistic in more ways than one.
Those first two items are common to not own these days, sadly. Then, you started getting creepy. Or homeless.
You misspelled "cult".
I'm watching someone from a thing called "World Economic Forum" fail to realize that all those things require effort and therefore can't be free because who's gonna drive a bus just for the deep personal fulfillment of being a bus driver?
AHAHHAHAHAHAHA! This Communist utopia is predicated on the creation of free energy!
Wait, that's even better than free energy, it's predicated on the existence of a Santa Claus machine: A wholly automated device capable of making anything out of anything.
The CEO of Globocorp apparently even rubbed his dick on the photo of my sister I keep on the mantelpiece. I'm quite proud.