As I look back on the century changes in the world order
seem both unexpected and yet inevitable. Remember all that fuss over
Guantanamo? Cuba
disappeared in the rising Atlantic along with other Caribbean islands. Major
league baseball was devastated but Dominicans managed to resettle in what used
to be Miami and the Bronx. Canada has flowered from global warming moving it to
number one position in spite of having nearly fracked itself to death. The
arctic passage has long since made the Panama Canal a favorite only of cruise
ships. The Chinese-built Nicaragua Canal is now the waterway for the Southern
Hemisphere. Malibu, the sunken city, became a tourist destination for scuba
divers looking for underwater movie star loot.
Circa 2020 Red States seceded from the Union much to the
jubilation of Blue States. They soon became the dumbest country in the world
with the highest rate of infant mortality, illiteracy, shootings, revisionist
history books and drum majorettes. A move to relocate them to Mars where there
is no science, no healthcare and no government never got off the ground. Occasionally
Red Staters slip up across the Mason-Dixon Line longing for Yankee pot roast and
Maine lobster while others head south to Mexico as illegals for jobs as
stoop-laborers picking the avocado crop.
Ever since bullets and guns were declared weapons of mass
destruction and the NRA designated as a subversive organization prisons have been
converted to monastic cells where female and male priests raise hell and their
wee ones. Since the Ottoman Empire was restored relative peace has prevailed in
the Middle East. Sunnis and Shiites rediscovered their common denominator and
even extended their kinship to Israel as fellow Semites.
As for technology I’ve managed to preserve my ignorance of
all things wireless, digital or algorithmic. The only advance which has caught
my attention is the communication device implanted at birth in the fingers of
newborns.
What we used to call a telephone is now embedded in pinkie and thumb to record every gurgle and whimper, gasp of amazement, proclamation of love, bewilderment, gurgle and whimper again and possibly a final koan as loud as one hand clapping. I’m happy to report the eternal verities survived another century though in nearly unrecognizable dress. Consciousness comes but hard earned.
What we used to call a telephone is now embedded in pinkie and thumb to record every gurgle and whimper, gasp of amazement, proclamation of love, bewilderment, gurgle and whimper again and possibly a final koan as loud as one hand clapping. I’m happy to report the eternal verities survived another century though in nearly unrecognizable dress. Consciousness comes but hard earned.
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