“For some reason, the most vocal Christians among us never mention the Beatitudes. But, often with tears in their eyes, they demand that the Ten Commandments be posted in public buildings. And of course that’s Moses, not Jesus. I haven’t heard one of them demand that the Sermon on the Mount, the Beatitudes, be posted anywhere. ‘Blessed are the merciful’ in a courtroom? ‘Blessed are the peacemakers’ in the Pentagon?”
Kurt Vonnegut (via existenti-al)
I’m not down with either being in public buildings, but if I have to choose I’d take the Sermon on the Mount over the Ten Commandments any day of the week. Signed, someone who not only has the Ten Commandments in her courthouse but a Bible in a glass case turned to a passage about salvation on the lawn of her public building.
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This could be incredibly useful for my job search.
“There was always something slightly greasy about Wednesdays in Normalsea; a decidedly unclean feeling like something terrible was about to happen, somewhere between all-out nuclear war and Uncle Algernon’s trick with the tablecloth.”
From an idea that was inspired by Scarfolk, but leaning more to the surridiculous [sic] than sinister.
I see a lot of depictions of future cities on my Tumblr feed, many of which make me wonder: where is Nature in the future?
Board via Moravec machine. Full-blast VR/VT system. Nanotech fabricators build exploration androids on the fly (or out of same).
How many of these techs exist? Maybe I need to start looking beyond the local big box stores and garage sales for Escape Vessel parts.
Most of this tech is still in the conceptual stage.
Hans Moravec, if I remember right, posited the notion of a machine that read the neural patterns in the human brain and uploaded them to a computer modelling system. Because of the destructive nature of the reading, it’s a one-way street.
Once ‘aboard’, all senses are tickled by a full-immersion VR system with variable timescale (the VT bit). Who needs relativistic speeds when you can simply slow yourself down to wait out the trip from, oh, Sol to Vega? (Or speed up to answer all that e-mail that’s built up.)
And of course Earth nanotechnology hasn’t moved past buzzwords and shoving loose atoms around with scanning tunnelling microscopy. But in this ideal, the ship can construct a version of my meatspace self that can explore any environment and/or carry out any repair work that’s required.
The vessel then, seen from outside, has but few open spaces, generally leaks like a sieve, and otherwise is all engine and computing capacity. The interior heaven of shagpile ceilings, plaid lightbulbs and stereophonic telephone (or whatever) is all a digital dream.