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technolope

Hello from 2047

Aug 28, 2010 23:44

Hi Mark, this is you, but it's 2047 now. I paid to send a timecoded message back to you (I couldn't resist---this is too cool) in 2010. You won't be able to directly ask me any questions, but that's just a limitation of the technology ( Read more... )

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dossy August 29 2010, 13:14:27 UTC

I cried. This is awesome.

technolope August 29 2010, 13:39:18 UTC

OK, who did this? capital_l? fdmts? No, it was after you left. IP address says xxx.xxx.xxx.xxx. WTF?

Future Mark fdmts August 30 2010, 13:13:28 UTC

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mcniadh August 29 2010, 23:06:29 UTC

Future Mark is awesome. I can't wait to meet that guy.

rastermon August 31 2010, 20:33:54 UTC

You are quite the optimist. I hope you are right. From 2047, I fear we will be spending 70% of our budget just paying interest on the debt (I just pulled that figure our of thin air). China is the main economic driver, clean water is scarce in may parts of the world. Much of the ocean is a dead zone, filled with fertilizer and plastic bits. There are a few VERY rich people and corporations, while the rest of the world struggles for a day's pay. America is a corporate state, now that they have 1st amendment rights, and votes are weighed by their contributions. It's all good, cuz in 3 years, an asteroid will wipe the slate clean.

_earthshine_ September 8 2010, 18:43:13 UTC

Hey, Mark ... This is Joe, and it's 2074. Please forgive yourself, cuz he's really wasted right now and totally transposed some digits. He's on some kind of sociopolitical rant, likely spurred by this morning's attack on the commune. We had to dope him up a bit after the dry ice cannon malfunctioned, but he'll be fine.

The good news is, we're all still hanging out, our stash of Woodchuck is holding up, and you're as brilliant as ever. We might be able to send a few more messages back tonight, assuming you stay sober enough to keep operating the terminal. If things hold up, we might be able to send a few bosons back next year -- we'll try to warn you, of course.

All of this, of course, assumes that the raiders don't scorch the sky. I'd hate to have to activate the red clay backup plant before L's finished with that radio-immunity retrovirus. I do believe she's close, but we're on our fifth hallucinogen down-regulation RNA treatment for the Rev this week (EarliGras ran long this year), and supplies are a little low.

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