Category: Futurist Fiction

“Yeah, sure,” Borenstein muttered, sipping his margarita as outside, another bus whirred past.

“Into a world that they had just decided to change completely.”

What risks are we willing to take to mitigate climate change?

“It seems we are in the middle of a full-scale attack on the government.”

“…twenty years ago today, our spiritual forefathers gathered upon this spot to protest a horrible injustice”

“Not long ago, the wind was blowing from that direction,” he said aloud to himself, looking to his right. Then he glanced left, adding, “Now it’s coming from over there.”

“I just wanted to make food,” Lou said. “You’re the one who made it into something more.”

It was the main lesson their ancestors had passed down to them: after The Fall, get back up.

“May the future belong to us!”

“The walls of his house are breaking down. He doesn’t care.”