The Future of Society
The Future of Society A mechanical whirring noise, like the aftermath of a pencil sharpener and a drill in a blender, snarled into my ear at the break of dawn and stirred my hand into the motion of slamming down on the alarm clock adjacent to me. My hair a jumble of wires and my eyes blurred from dreams of ghostly automatons, I gradually stirred awake my spasmatic limbs. A chromebook was extended 26.73 inches from my stomach, and my neck was pushed back 0.2 mm by an extended robotic arm. “Good morning sir, you must now begin your education in the field of mathematics. Breakfast will be served to you shortly.” Sigma, my artificially intelligent butler instructed me. Then, an identical voice blasted from my computer at exactly 64 decibels and began to enunciate my daily problems. “If the square root of a piano is 12 times the number of birds in the sky right now, calculate the diameter of Mercury. You have 45 seconds, begin.” As I attempted to tackle the ridicule of this question, I...