It’s about evolution of technology, about survival after the world has changed, grown up, grown beyond our industrial childish fantasies. It’s about techno scavengers putting everything together on the sly, building laptops from moldy circuit boards discarded in trash heaps. It’s about dumpster diving for tech, rebuilding it in a way that’s eco minded and eco friendly. We don’t use paper anymore, we don’t use anything anymore that we can’t reuse, that we can’t keep going. Computers are passed down, father to son, mother to daughter, generation to generation hammering away on the same old tech, but it keeps going and going because it doesn’t need to be thrown away anymore. It doesn’t need to be traded in anymore, built up anymore or tossed out anymore.
It’s about portability and freedom and respect to what’s blossoming. This is a new future. It’s a future about hope, about life after the collapse. It’s a future about man kind not just surviving, but about man kind loving the life of a post consumer frenzy world. It’s a world meant to last, meant to be put together and handed down. Technology as heirlooms. Food grown in ones own back yard and the new social centers of the post mall world. It’s a future where plastic is dead (long live plastic!) and where the world needs technocrats to keep on churning.
But of course, it can’t ever be that simple, can it? Out of the old monetary/wealth based society comes a social/elitist society were talent churns and everyone fights for popularity, for being highest on the ladder of who’s who, not with money or power but with ability and charisma. It’s not much of a change, but it is a change still. Worth is not valued on coppers and coins but how quick you can solder a motherboard back from the abyss and keep it going the next decade, two decades, century. It’s how well you cup your words and spill them out from your lips. It’s how well you influence, you create, you build.
It’s a world of tinkerers and toy makers, of silver tongued green heeled warriors philosophers. It’s not a Utopia by any means, there are those fighting still, and arguing still, and trying to grab and push and be better than all the other mugs scrambling by. It’s not a Negative Utopia or a Dystopia, either. It’s not a criticism, but a cry for hope. A cry for new possibilities in the wake of our own future. It’s our future. We built it. We can save it.