The rise of Silicon Valley has been characterized by ever-increasing technological advances and extreme economic stratification. In Eliot Peper’s new novel, Cumulus, a conspiracy threatens to exploit those tensions, amidst a stark and terrifying story of what the future likely holds for us.
Being a parent, fun as it can sometimes be, is also incredibly difficult.* And for a parent who can’t be there for everything—because of work, travel obligations, divorce or separation, or other circumstances—it can be even harder.
The cyberpunk dystopian future of Blade Runner, with its artificial landscapes, might never become a reality. We’re heading into a much weirder version of the future.
ESPN’s SportsCenter tried to publicly shame President Obama today and his attendance at a Cuban baseball game by tweeting the photo above with the caption, “Meanwhile, next to the stadium in Havana...”
In the shadow of the Super Bowl, unrest and citizen distrust are on the rise in San Francisco. Under the cruel hand of the NFL, the city by the bay has become virtually indistinguishable from the urban hellscapes of dystopian fiction.
The most threatening letter of the alphabet is now the new name of Google’s quasi-secret moonshot lab: Google X is now just “X.” Hear that? That’s the sound of paranoid civilians boarding up windows and prepping drone-downing cannons.
“Virtual reality, to me, is the only reality.” So begins Uncanny Valley, a short from Argentina’s Federico Heller that’s on the fast track to becoming a feature, thanks to the efforts of Independence Day: Resurgence writer Carter Blanchard. Watch the film below and see why it’s generated so much excitement.
What will the family dinner of the future look like? According to the 1981 kids’ book Tomorrow’s Home, it’s filled with robots, computers, and tasty synthetic foods. Except upon closer inspection, everybody looks depressed as hell.
Ben, the protagonist of this film, doesn’t know if the end of the world is real or if it’s all just a nightmare. But! It’s a nightmare that’s so cool that I actually wouldn’t mind living there. I would sit comfortably on a rooftop, grab a beer, and just watch that beautiful world go to hell.
Post-apocalyptic and beautiful are words that I’ve never put in a sentence together until I saw this short film. It takes the exuberant beauty of the ancient temples of Myanmar and incorporates stunning futuristic spaceships to them. That combination creates such gorgeous landscapes that I wish they existed for real.
Dystopian visions of the future always portray scenarios where humans have destroyed Earth and turned it into a desolated and almost uninhabitable place. But our planet probably doesn’t really care. It will just wait us silly humans out until we disappear and then flourish again just as beautiful and full of life as…
What if you lived in a world where every kid got tested for potential depression when they were in elementary school? This video, from Binghamton University, describes new research on how we’d do it.
Police used facial recognition technology to scan the faces of thousands of attendees at the Download music festival in the UK without their knowledge. Because this is the world we live in.
Technology Begets Technology. I’ve been staring at this banner at the DARPA Robotics Challenge for what feels like a solid minute, trying to figure out what the hell it means.
Amazon’s latest experimental product is the Dash button, a programmable key that makes reordering essentials like laundry detergent as easy as pushing Start on the microwave. Is this the best thing that ever happened to busy America? Or a sign that we’ve become the docile servants of our Amazon Prime accounts?
It's so easy for us to look back at old predictions for the future and see them as quaint or overly optimistic. But when we take a closer look—when we stop to really process what's going on in these predictions—we often find that they weren't merely silly or naive. They were warning of the horrific, dystopian future…
It's probably true that every generation thinks it'll be the last—I mean, the Doomsday Clock has been ticking since 1947. And though I accused us millennials earlier today of being the "generation that cried apocalypse," I fully admit there are some damn legit reasons for that cry currently brewing.