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First, props to Andrew Northrup for his perfect summation of Colin Powell’s recent admission that the evidence he cited in support of the Iraq war doesn’t actually exist:
But now the scary bit. See, for some months now, I’ve been convinced that we’re living in the future shown in the Woody Allen movie Sleeper — robot dogs, orgasmatrons, steak-as-health-food. Then I saw this bit in Northrup’s blog:
And I put it together with some recent news and realized: We’re living in Howard Chaykin’s American Flagg!
American Flagg was published in the 1980s, and set in 2031. Y’know how every SF future timeline written between WW2 and 1990 had East and West Germany reunifying at some point, and nobody had it happening anywhere near as early as it actually did? Chaykin got it closer than anybody else I’ve seen: 1996, the year when everything goes to hell, and the US federal government relocates to Mars. “Temporarily, of course.”
First of all, I'd like to thank Colin Powell for taking a break from his busy schedule of lying about Iraq's WMD and links to al-Qaeda to not lie about Iraq's non-existant links to al-Qaeda for two seconds.
But now the scary bit. See, for some months now, I’ve been convinced that we’re living in the future shown in the Woody Allen movie Sleeper — robot dogs, orgasmatrons, steak-as-health-food. Then I saw this bit in Northrup’s blog:
Nobody cares whether or not Iraq is the central front on the war on terror, because nobody cares about the war on terror, and nobody cares because there is no such thing. We're in the kind of war where you cut everyone's taxes and go to Mars
And I put it together with some recent news and realized: We’re living in Howard Chaykin’s American Flagg!
American Flagg was published in the 1980s, and set in 2031. Y’know how every SF future timeline written between WW2 and 1990 had East and West Germany reunifying at some point, and nobody had it happening anywhere near as early as it actually did? Chaykin got it closer than anybody else I’ve seen: 1996, the year when everything goes to hell, and the US federal government relocates to Mars. “Temporarily, of course.”