Our Future

Went to watch Wall-E with Neo, Jeffrey, Jason and Darling last night at Marina Square.

Is that going to be our future?

Where Earth is full of thrash and thus humans have to live in space?

And while in space, everything is so automated that basically humans do nothing except eat, sleep, play, and chat on a computer screen?

To the extent that they don't even know how to walk, because they're constantly on an automated chair?

Who knows, living in space might just become a reality in years to come. But I certainly hope that Earth is not what it's like in Wall-E, where there's nothing except rubbish. We're destroying the Earth, and we need to stop doing that right now. I don't want to die, and find out afterwards that my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandchild is a passenger in the space shuttle, weighing 200KG, does not know how to walk even though he's 25, never talked to anyone face-to-face before, and not knowing what Earth is like.


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When a couple is having problems, I feel that both should sit down and talk through it. There's no point in avoiding it, especially when the couple is living together. It only makes things worse. Even if the couple ends up breaking up, and that the girl moves back to her original home, it will be much better in the long run. I know it's easier said than done, but don't worry.

There's me, Darling.