i have seen the future.
last night i was trying to find a place to park and sleep. the landscape out here is flat, aside from distant mountains and clear. there are very few trees, and most of them are under 20' tall. it is kind of a barren wasteland. dotting the two lane highways are burned out homes and businesses, shells of places that were once inhabited.
what exist out here are strip malls, gated communities and desert wastelands. so, i was looking for a place to sleep and i just kept seeing these long walls of gated communities. i would drive to the entrance and see the gate closed, a guard at the gate. i would have to drive on. eventually i gave up. there was a walmart amongst the strip malls and they allow rv's and campers to use their parking lots over night.
i went to it, but this one had signs at every row saying "no overnight parking." so i had to leave and keep looking. eventually, behind the home depot, i found a walled community without a gate. i drove into it, but it was hard to distinguish if you could park on the street. there werent very many cars parked on the street and instead of lawns they have rock yards that blend into the sidewalk and sloping sidewalks that blend into the street. that, and it seemed every block and a sheriffs car parked out front.
the one community not gated was the community that all the cops lived in. great. i found a decent looking place just off of a cul-de-sac in that community, i parked and jumped in back. i put up all my "curtains" so it would be harder for anyone to see me. and i slept. not very easily, but whatever.
i dont have much hope for the world. the temperatures are rising, what once was green will turn to brown, what once was water will turn to desert, everyone that can will live in a gated and guarded community, and all those people will be businesspeople managing the assets that used to be here but are now in india, china, mexico, wherever corporations can exploit people.
and then there will be the rest of us. scorching in the desert heat, trying to find some shade under a bush, eating ground squirrels and agave nectar, slowly plotting and planning a way back.
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Have you ever read any Octavia Butler? Her two-novel series, "The Parable of the Sower" and "The Parable of the Talents" may be of real interest to you in really imagining this kind of future.
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