The 21st Century Isn't What I Thought It Would Be
I still don't have my own personal flight pack or a wrist communicator. And, no, a smartphone just isn't the same.
When I was a child, the 21st century I dreamed about was a mix of atompunk and steelpunk. A world of fast travel, automation, outlandish personal gadgets, regular and frequent space travel, and a lot of flashing lights and Bakelite knobs. A world without the capes, pirate boots, and silver bodysuits, thank you very much.
Obviously, that future didn't come to pass. Instead ... well, we are where and when we are.
Every so often, my mind sometimes drifts back to those childish dreams of what was then tomorrow. And I think Wasn't the future wonderful?