I'm sure there have been threads like this before, but with current events there is always a paradigm shift.
So I ask ye, o' ye unwashed heathens of ATS. . . . .
Put on your farseeing hats and tell me, please tell me what to expect 100 years from now!
Me first, me first!
In 100 years, I'll be 151 years old.
I'll look the same as I do now.
I'll have iJoints in the hips, knees, shoulders, elbows and wrists. It'll tell me if I'm working too hard.
Agriculture will make a big comeback! Farming, farmsteads, local trading will re-emerge.
Apprenticeships into trades long vanished will be thriving.
Reliance of archaic things like iPads and the internet will still be used, but people will return to simply talking to each other.
We went to space and found nothing but some eels on Europa. Big let-down.
Countries will still exist. But with the advent of individuality, many won't be relying on government and politics will be a side issue to laugh
about on occasion.
War became unsubstainable. Once everyday people could access a nuke.
An ancient culture was found in Antartica. We're still looking.
Cher still performs. So does Madonna. Justin Beiber was killed in 2032 in a poorly planned robbery.
Lady Gaga becomes a British PM. Then is beaten with sticks.
Queen Elizabeth still won't relinquish the throne to Charles.
And every Saturday afternoon, I'll still go fishing with my sons. And my wife will still complain, but then smile.
Om my .. your world with Gaga is like a horror movie
In 100 years there will be less space for mankind to live on, mostly land is found in northern hemisphere and riots and civil unrest is faced
everyday. Rich people have buildt to themselves a fortress where they have stored supplies for their own surviving for few decades, this fortress is
heavily guarded from air and land. They don´t go out and no one gets in.
People are starving.. cannibalism exist.
Lakes and seas are run out of fish and there is not enough berries for everyone. There is no land to farm as there is too many people per square mile
trying to survive.
Old diseases like black death has returned.. streets are filthy and smell is overwhelming.. dead bodies are unburied.
No birds singing.. other than crows.
My art teacher told me im "disgust realistic" when i painted hairy man´s legs in a filthy feet bath with circling flies lol
Sorry about that.
In 100 years we won´t need transportation we use today as we are able to teleport from one place to another sooner than a blink of the eye.
We have started to colonize moon too as there were more than 10 billion people in earth and earth couldn´t hold them all.. luckily they found out how
to make water out of rocks so in moon there is a new world´s grain storage.
In space they have build vacation space stations you can book a holiday and fly there with starbuck´s or Roland Mc Donald´s space ships.
We don´t sleep anymore as they found a cure for that and made us more productive by giving us antisleep vaccine.
In every houselike there is a own medlab where we are daily scanned and medicated in seconds.
While we are losing our nails ( no need for them anymore ) and our hairs we are growing our antennas...
I'll be pushing daisies. I'll get rich at selling the specially prepared daisies as life extending medicine. Since I will be older than Beezzer,
and most people won't live past forty five by then, we will be considered the elders.
So much for dreaming, I could possibly somehow live to a hundred and fifty but I will never get rich....other than in name only,
In a hundred years I’ll finally have sex again…though it’ll be more likely an accident due to overcrowding. (Gawd, I hope it’s with a woman!)
I hope I enjoy it and that she does as well.
My knees and back will still hurt, but like an idiot, I’ll keep on keeping on because I don’t know when to quit.
I’ll have deep philosophical discussions with my Dawg and Kat…but now, they’ll respond. And probably make my head spin with their wisdom. (They
pretty much do that already as a wag of the tail and a purr are greatly rewarding)
Beer will be overpriced and watered down…wait, Budweiser is already here.
When at a store and I ask the clerk where the Scotch is…they’ll take me to the tape, rather than the booze. (Hell, they already do that here)
When I close my eyes, I will be able to go anywhere I want. Wait? What? I do that when I dream? Well that sucks!
I guess that I'm stuck with number 1. At least I'll have sex again.
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