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skonen_bladesIn a couple of days, I’ll be meeting my wife for the first time.
She was selected for me by the central computer based on our likes, dislikes, age, race, family history and biological capability. All of the footage of my life that has been captured on the security cameras was cross referenced with all of my purchases. A record of my tracker’s movements was plotted. All of my emails were weighed and psychoanalyzed. My profitability was predicted.
A mate was chosen that I would be crazy about and who would be crazy about me.
This process is not enforced but with the plummeting divorce rates and the rise of a second age of stable family units, almost everyone I know uses the service. It’s an optional part of the basic package we’re all born with.
The central computer has almost become something like a parent to the whole human race.
The Truemate service is just one of the regular options. There’s Perfectjob and Opti-health as well. The computer has changed the political landscape. The politicians now consult the computer. War is done and the population is stabilizing. We have subdermal identity chips from birth.
It’s no utopia but people the world over generally seem to agree that this system is the best so far. There isn’t much in the way of rebellion. The computer employs the world. The computer divides the resources equally. The computer encourages creativity. The computer has made money obsolete. The main thing that defuses potential revolt and allays fears is this: the computer is fair.
It’s neither communist nor democratic nor totalitarian. It’s something new. We govern ourselves by the bugs that we fix in the computer that controls us. Instant communication between individuals on a planet wide level has decentralized power. It's a new era that is suspiciously peaceful. The monkey inside me still feels like the drums have stopped and now it's too quiet. Those moments are few and far between, though. For the most part I am calm and happy.
I am waiting in my apartment for a woman that I have been assured will be a woman I will immediately like and will continue to like for the rest of my life. I drink water nervously and my attention span is very short.
My trust in the process is complete.
I am so nervous.
Her taxi pulls up outside.
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She was selected for me by the central computer based on our likes, dislikes, age, race, family history and biological capability. All of the footage of my life that has been captured on the security cameras was cross referenced with all of my purchases. A record of my tracker’s movements was plotted. All of my emails were weighed and psychoanalyzed. My profitability was predicted.
A mate was chosen that I would be crazy about and who would be crazy about me.
This process is not enforced but with the plummeting divorce rates and the rise of a second age of stable family units, almost everyone I know uses the service. It’s an optional part of the basic package we’re all born with.
The central computer has almost become something like a parent to the whole human race.
The Truemate service is just one of the regular options. There’s Perfectjob and Opti-health as well. The computer has changed the political landscape. The politicians now consult the computer. War is done and the population is stabilizing. We have subdermal identity chips from birth.
It’s no utopia but people the world over generally seem to agree that this system is the best so far. There isn’t much in the way of rebellion. The computer employs the world. The computer divides the resources equally. The computer encourages creativity. The computer has made money obsolete. The main thing that defuses potential revolt and allays fears is this: the computer is fair.
It’s neither communist nor democratic nor totalitarian. It’s something new. We govern ourselves by the bugs that we fix in the computer that controls us. Instant communication between individuals on a planet wide level has decentralized power. It's a new era that is suspiciously peaceful. The monkey inside me still feels like the drums have stopped and now it's too quiet. Those moments are few and far between, though. For the most part I am calm and happy.
I am waiting in my apartment for a woman that I have been assured will be a woman I will immediately like and will continue to like for the rest of my life. I drink water nervously and my attention span is very short.
My trust in the process is complete.
I am so nervous.
Her taxi pulls up outside.
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Date: 18 Sep 2006 06:00 (UTC)This is the second time I've seen that reference. What is it from?
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Date: 18 Sep 2006 06:09 (UTC)As a movie moment and a metaphor it's pretty good. It's become cliche but I can't say for a hundred per cent where it comes from originally.
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