#Welcome To the Future
Welcome, fellow travellers! Welcome here to the Open Bar, upon the Space-Ship Omega! I #cantstop and I #wontstop the cheesy, but ultimately enjoyable (for me) conceit! You know, the one about this website being a Space-Ship. You know, the one about us being denizens of a shuddering, weathered, but comforting hunk of self-propelling space-junk amid the abyss of the internet cosmos.
As I said, it’s comforting.
You can now finally download Netflix movies for offline viewing. Finally! So download all them movies and get media-corpulent while disconnected from bandwidth-pipes.
This is good. Good. If our Robot Overlords are (hopefully) coming soon (to save us from Trump), then I would prefer they at least *look* human.
In 2004, a fossil collector may have found a fossilized dinosaur brain some fifty miles outside of London. That’s some fucking luck. All I find wandering the streets are sexy boys with cheshire grins, and half-chewed quarters.
So, North Korea is launching their own streaming service. Cool, cool? It’s called Manbang. Oh. Cool, cool? Like — I’m certainly curious enough about the sort of streaming service that the name evokes, but I don’t think…I don’t think what populates my mind is what they’re going for. Manbang!
Anyone who says that America is unquestioningly the greatest country in the world has to at least pause, at least fucking *pause* when they make that statement, given this new development. Fucking Hobbits are going to be loading up DroneMonsters that shall fly through the sky, flinging goddamn pizzas into everyone’s gullets from on-high. I’m ashamed, ashamed we are not doing that yet here.
Ain’t this some mash-up of atom-punk optimism and dystopian-rot wastelanding. The Ukrainian government is hoping to secure the funding to turn Chernobyl’s exclusion zone into a giant solar farm. So dope.
Some real retro-interface failed-state futurist porn, right here. Fucking Mr. Wizard, man.