Oh shit, I’ll be turning 99 that year.
I was in high school in 1984. I’m in the middle of my years now. I’ll be 74 in 2044. Thanks for the memento mori.
Heh. Starpunk. I’m picturing the Ramones in glass jars a la Futurama.
I’ll bet we still won’t have flying cars.
Too many political commercials that year because of the election.
But somehow, no matter who we choose, the Emperor will get in.
And he’ll be naked.
What with global warming and the general impoverishment of the masses and all, clothes will be pretty much optional. Unfortunately, that won’t ease the skin-cancer situation.
I am curious to see if there’ll be some sort of anti-tech, anti-surveillance backlash in the form of a youth subculture or mass movement. It’s not inevitable but it seems like people are going to find being ubiquitously tracked and monitored stifling and will react by ditching appliances, at least part time and such a movement might dovetail well with a neo-hippie, back to nature vibe as the Earth continues to express its outrage at our destructive practices.
Global crises will involve global warming, peak oil and shortages for various resources, the effects of environmental damage, increasing resource demands by a growing population, fallout from financial speculation, and wars given major increases in arms production and sales.
Just like today.
By that time the global population will be much larger, environmental damage greater, etc.
I’ll be long dead so I have no clue what it would be like, nor do I care.
Arnold Schwarzenegger will still be playing The Terminator.
Likely a bigger social change due to technology than we’ve seen in the last 30 years. Unskilled manual labor will be relatively rare thanks to ever improving automation/robots/AI. How society adjusts to labor being only a small part of production will be massive.
Bald, paunchy Justin Bieber will be singing show tunes in Vegas, opening for the ever-youthful appearing centenarian, Wayne Newton.
The mega-quake of ’27 will cause California to break off the mainland and then float across the Pacific till it sticks onto Japan, sparking the bloody civil war of ‘44 between the Sushi-loving Japafornians and the fish-hugging Calipanese.
Leisure suits, fat ties and mutton chops will be back in style.
Computers, I-phones and the Internet will go the way of hula hoops, pet rocks and the dodo bird, causing consumers to look to the marketplace for the next big thing. The Hi-Tech Big 3, Apple, Samsung and Nabisco (yeah, they get out of the cookie business in ’34, swapping chocolate chips for computer chips), will shrug and say, “we got nuthin’.”
Flying cars will be ubiquitous and found to be safer than automobiles and bicycles.
The last theist on Earth will convert to atheism, sparking a fire and brimstoney appearance by God, who will pose a talk-to-the-hand gesture, then smite all of humanity with a plague of frogs (notice the disappearance of frogs today—he’s starting to collect them for the big show).
…but, to God’s embarrassment, humanity takes it in stride, making Buffalo frog legs the new culinary fad after chicken wings.
I’ll be 45 by then, so hopefully the world won’t have been engulfed by flames just yet.
People will still be people. It sounds stupid, but it’s true. Numerous disasters will have come and gone, politicians will still be waving their arms about whatever, and humanity will slowly muddle through like it always has.
What the…?
Just think, when you were sitting down and typing out the username “GuanoLad”, the person you just responded to hadn’t even been born.
As for the thread, we’ll probably see America begin to stagnate under increasing regulation and welfare policies as has happened more or less to Europe. Robots will do away with many manufacturing jobs but will have a marginal impact on the economy as most jobs are in service industries already. Africa will likely be significantly better off than it is today due to the effects of global capitalism, but will still suffer from sickening poverty and inequality- just that fewer people will be affected. America’s nuclear arsenal is likely enough to ensure that other countries won’t tangle with us directly even if we become economically debilitated, which is very unlikely.
um, no. 2044 is 30 years from now. Octarine is evidently 15.
as for the question posed by the OP, I don’t really care. I hope to be dead by then.