I always get a kick out of old-school science fiction movies and television shows, particularly the schlock that was produced in the 1950’s. I love that people living in the undefined future will have a strange attraction to space age leisure suits, never engage in manual labor or clean up after themselves, eat multi-colored food, and somehow manage to build absurd space weaponry and towering cities without either taxes or toilets. I especially enjoy the console lights that blink dramatically whenever a computer is thinking and the wide variety of robots that probably have to spend more time scrubbing floors than we are ever led to believe yet always seem pristine and functional—despite the obvious realities of problematic maintenance, unreliable batteries, and glitchy software. This mythical future, which features regular encounters with hostile aliens and confused leaders (much like our Read more