Life in 2236
I have to tell you, life in 2236 is great. Couldn’t be better. Except for the thoroughly evil and technologically superior Empire that the pitifully under-equipped and out-gunned rebellion I work for is trying to overthrow. But that’s okay, because even though we’re smaller and less well-armed, we’ll still prevail against impossible odds to save the day (and the world!). Especially considering that even the best-trained Imperial super-commandos never hit what they’re shooting at, and our new-recruit infantry manage to peg every target they squeeze a few rounds off at.
Other than that, life’s pretty spiffy.
Although, there is the Artificially Intelligent computer created by a team of researchers a few years ago that has gone criminally insane and decided that it needs to purge the planet of us humans. Right now the AI is holed up in some city, building its army, but we’re going to wait for them to make the first move. Better that a few million people die than we destroy them while they’re vulnerable. Civil rights activists scare me more than a few lousy death robots, anyway.
Other than that, existence in the 23rd century is mostly decent.
Well… Earth still needs to deal with the small matter of the alien armada that’s come a few hundred thousand light-years to scour our planet of every last workable resource, leaving us a lifeless hulk floating silently through space. This doesn’t really make much sense, when the aliens could find those same resources in much larger quantities in uninhabited locales throughout the galaxy. But that doesn’t matter much, because they’re here, they’re so technologically superior that we can only defeat them by the sheer ingenuity of the human race, and – oh wait, never mind. Word just came in that we just destroyed their mothership with a single shot that exploited their one weakness. Huh, go figure. Luck, I guess.
Living in 2236 is alright, I suppose.
It’s alright if you ignore the masses of poor people caught starving on the streets between feuding crime lords that control almost everything, except for what the super-rich societal elite control with their wealth and influence. The police, of course, exist only to provide the illusion of authority, but nobody ever actually cares about justice or betterment of the people, and the less fortunate are reduced to living in shanty towns and selling bodily organs to survive. In spite of all this, everybody has a grand old time using advanced technology that is still around against all odds and reason.
Damn, I guess life in the 23rd century pretty much sucks…