Despite their drastically different metabolisms and physiology, aliens in the 1970s love eating human beings just as much as they did twenty years earlier.
Female astronauts like nothing better than stripping down to their underwear after having all of their crewmates killed and their ship destroyed.
Would you believe I thought about doing this one, myself?
Lessie—it’s not as clear-cut as the 50s was, but I’ll try and peg a few from memory.
•Everyone—including in the future—is generally some kind of jackass. Smug jackasses, self-righteous jackasses, or even just stubborn jackasses.
•Barbering is a lost art.
•Whatever the problem/monster is, it’s usually some evil government project gone out of control. Like Nixon’s lousy bio-warfare program…
•You can go directly from theoretical designs not within reach of current technology, to making a superhuman cyborg far in excess of human ability, but totally indistinguishable from a baseline human in physical appearence, without any intermediate steps, whatsoever. Not even a prototype that restores B&W 20/150 vision to a blind chimp using a camera the size of a shoebox.
Also, it’s imperative that all this technology remains secret—there’s obviously no reason to pursue sources of revenue, good publicity, or even sheer propaganda value by releasing even a (relatively) crappy, dumbed-down version of the technology into the medical market.
This general principle applies to other fields of technology, naturally.
•Boxy, obviously well-used spacecraft are capable of fighting off even the strongest waves of surrealistic screen effects. (Hokey [del]iTunes visualizers[/del] visions and top of the line Moog synthesizers are no match for a motion-controlled Stuka stand-in by your side, kid.)
