In the future the world is still the world and men and women are still men and women. There are no superhuman defenders of the American, Chinese, or Muslim way, there are no evil super-minds and their mini-mes plotting to control the world. There are simply people of varying abilities striving to make it through the day in an unfair and inequitable existence. The difference is technology. In this world of the future, technology has not achieved sentient status or cognitive abilities but it has become practically inseparable from me as and individual. Even though I am who I am and my character is exposed to public scrutiny technology enables me to be the better me, to weather the storms of my life, to comprehend the challenges I face and empowers me to become the best that I can become and the wisdom to accept my limitations. The most important aspect of technology is that it also enables me to help my neighbor, a friend, even a stranger deal with their challenges and short comings.
What a boring premise. This isn’t going to be a very interesting story, there are no explosions, no murder and mayhem, no superhuman tactics of driving through stop lights without getting hit by another unsuspecting human being, getting from one place to across town or for that matter across the country faster than the speed of light, accomplishing things before they are even possible, or creating totally improbable circumstance and pretending that nothing outside of it exists, is affected by it or even matters.
Nope this story simply attempts to chronicle the human abilities of men and women when faced with unbelievable odds somehow find within themselves the ability to succeed and in the most impressive examples survive to tell the tail or face even more challenges.
This story wonders about how good we can become as opposed to how bad it needs to get before all is lost or a knight in shining armor comes to save the day. It does not subscribe to collective salvation but rather individual consecration. Can this world be a better place if I consecrate my abilities to create wealth, my capabilities to perform tasks for others as well as myself, and whether or not I will consecrate my finite amount of time in this life to others who are not as fortunate as I.
This story wonders what our real potential is, not in a Star Trekkie sort of way, but in a magnification of our spirit sort of way the thing that is cannot be scientifically quantified and is missing when our dead and lifeless bodies are discovered.
This story does not rely on the supernatural or invoke deities in a unsee-able heaven, it doesn’t rely on capricious divine intervention or evil designs by an antagonist it simply hopes to chronicle the human condition and to explore the human potential.
I purposely discount faith as an aspect of our existence and relegate our every decision as a function of our intellect influenced by the objectivity and the verifiable affect of technology in our daily lives.