2035 The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly


I awake to my internal radio alarm clock.  The music is set to my mood, and I could not be more ecstatic for the day ahead.  The best part about this new alarm is that I never oversleep and establish my day with the mood I was in during my sleep.  My productivity at work has increased dramatically if for no other reason my newfound promptness, according to my boss.  It was the best gift he could have ever given me, as I was always late before when I was using my obsolete digital alarm and found myself coveting all the internal clocks my friends were getting. After getting ready and having my breakfast automatically made for me based on my past choices with the handy self-working appliances, I am ready to leave for work.  The car has been warmed up and the doors open as I approach with the click of a button on my keychain that I pressed while brushing my teeth upstairs.

The drive to work is so calming as traffic is no longer a problem because all the vehicles drive themselves and adjust settings to expected roadblocks and intersections.  The morning news is played over my internal radio, which has become mandatory.  The newspaper made it a legal clause that with the removal of print copies, which was suggested both for ecological purposes and because the papers were in high decline among the American public, came a “mandatory media moment” in everyone’s internal radios at some point during their daily routine.  I actually preset mine for three times a day because the news is constantly changing throughout the day.  The newsfeed on my social networking site used at work and home is also set to inform me of celebrity gossip, which could not be governmentally mandated, and also my prime advertisements of my favorite shops.

The shopping has truly changed my life as online browsing is obsolete, and in its place is “mood shopping”.  This unfortunately has put many designers out of work because every person is their own stylist as all one must do is imagine an outfit, and the mental image is sent to a manufacturer who creates and ships with the bill to the home.  Honestly, life is so efficient and not one moment is wasted with petty decisions or excuses for imperfections.

The constant advertisements above road signs on every road have been utilized too.  These ads are not as distracting as the public once thought they may be; instead, the ads that are literally above street names and intersections are actually the only way a citizen looks at the directions that seem so archaic.  Because cars drive themselves, there is no need for a driver to actually be educated in the trade or concentrate on the road.  For this reason, the idea of advertisements along the way to occupy drivers was set in place.

Professional lives have changed dramatically as there seems only a need for mechanics, advertisers, scientists, engineers, “historians”, researchers, technicians and anything to do with electricity or health.  Robots do most of the remedial jobs, and can do anything even reading minds and scanning peoples’ hands that have permanent barcodes associated with that same persons identity and credit record.  The scientists, engineers, technicians and researchers are relevant to the constant demands and changes the public has for the robots.   Advertisers and “historians” take care of the more personal aspects of the world, such as reaching the public and keeping them satisfied.  Historians are now people who write the news, and record the happenings into a national database computer for future reference.  Businesses are led by objective robots whom work and make decisions based off the past and the constant changes anticipated.   The health professions are taken care of mainly by robots trained in specific fields, but many doctors and researchers are still needed to contemplate the ordeals of the future and potential health risks that a robot cannot account for.  The technicians, in general, are essential still because someone needs to be the literal brain behind the machines known as computers.

Very few people are misdiagnosed anymore with the complexity of the computing system in America.  Also, citizen happiness has increased, as wages are less of a stress.  The robotic psychologists have discovered that a removal of money, but constant flow of resources and incorporation of “faux money” has improved the welfare of the nation.  Suicides are almost inexistent and are seen as a mental flaw at this point as life is so perfect and stress free that no one could be unhappy. With this being said, crime is non-existent as mind reading computers eliminate anyone who has lawbreaking thoughts.


“Faux money” allows for citizens to live much similarly as a game of monopoly as most Americans enjoy the concept of earning and using funds, but not the stress of dealing with debt.  In the case of debt occurring, a citizen can have their hand bar code scanned and erased, refunding them full “faux credits” once again.  The idea of money also became obsolete with the replacement of so many jobs with computers or robots; it did not seem necessary for people to stress over unemployment when they are so much less efficient than the robots.


Basically, robots are the modern day slaves, which is fine, as they have no emotions.  Those few Americans who are still employed do so by their own free will, and, ironically, are much more efficient because of their privileged use of select robot settings as well as social status pride because they are seen as royalty for their contributions to civilization.

Everyone is content, and no one is stressed over unnecessary distractions.  Family and friends come first, then education, which has been kept intact to instill means of integrity and character.  School also occupies the youth.  My job that I began my day heading to is head of computer business committee, which is actually a volunteer job as well.  I supervise the computers’ findings on business decisions and ensure that everything is consistent.  Life is great; computers read our happy and content minds and make the world a better place.


I cannot stand my life any longer.  For just thinking these thoughts I may be executed.  Luckily for me, the grim reaper robots are all on a technical annual inspection and are off duty for an entire month.  Within this month is the only time I am able to think freely, keep my critiques of this 2035 “better world” to myself.  I know I am not alone, but this does not seem so when my free speech has been eliminated, making it difficult to find anyone who agrees with me.  All of my friends whom I knew were understanding of the idea that technologies that were supposed to free us of stress have only made the situation more awful.  Any single person without availability to electricity seems to not exist to our nation anymore, and those of us who may experience a loss of power or a technical problem are devastated, unable to do the most remediable tasks.


Children cannot even read anymore.  Yes, there are mandatory media moments, which are supposed to align with the education program established, but everything is spoon-fed to today’s youth.  The children are read to, advertised at, and informed of only things that are already written about.  Encouragement of individuality is prevalent, sure, but that is the only freedom I see around me.  I have no choice to even drive or work on my own car.  Tinkering was once a habit for so many people, yet, such causalities have been eliminated.  Even worse, morals and appreciation for what we may earn or have done is gone.  People walk around exploited resources, ignoring manners and get into and out of debt every day.  This behavior is not what my grandparents raised my parents for.

Robots that do nothing have run the government and only support facts and decisions on national issues solely based on the past.  There is no emotion for the ones who may not benefit from any of these decisions.  Ten years ago the constitution itself was burned and replaced with a document literally written in Binary, which figures because only the technical elites have access to really decoding the meaning and rules behind the ones and zeros.  I no longer have the decision to work, as I once was a teacher.  Robots have taken the position too.

I live every day mindlessly surfing the internet or watching my internal television amongst other forms of alleged media entertainment.  Worse than anything, I must, by law, find a mate that only matches with me by Match.com because in the year 2010 it was found the matches made through the enterprise were unlikely to end in divorce, and therefore, made “happier citizens”.  There may not be riots, or crime sprees or even real debt, but I would die for a little anarchy, a sign of life and flaw.  Instead, I live in the most bleak world possible; that of 2035 America.



These two entries were my way of pretending to be two different people in the same 2035 setting.  It was supposed to represent the bleak atmosphere the comforts of such extensive technologies may create.  However, the reality may be much scarier.  In the year 2035 I hope the technologies have taken positive effects in only helping the citizenship, but not hinder us by depending on them.  As Americans, it is hard to live in the obsolete or even handle a day without technology and electricity.  This in itself is most unsettling for our ancestors and grandparents most definitely.

We take so much for granted, and I only hope that in the future we learn more responsible technical interaction.    The cars will most likely drive themselves, phones will probably be the ultimate contact device with maybe even internal chips that won’t require anyone to dial.  These semantics are only tiny in comparison to the technology that my children will be using to communicate.

Advertisements will most likely be force fed in a fashion of propaganda as it is already so prevalent.  I would not be surprised if ads became abundant in classrooms, maybe even in textbooks.  In short, newspapers will no longer be in print and anyone with a technical or engineering degree will be in huge demand.


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