Ever notice how so many things start out as science fiction, then later the 'fiction' part is no longer applicable?
I think that successful fiction writers are successful because #1 - they have a way with words, and #2 - because they are able to predict the next step, or several steps ahead.
George Orwell's "1984", published in 1949, spoke of constant monitoring by "Big Brother", now in 2012 we are fighting off (or, sometimes, rolling over and taking it) a barrage of attacks on privacy and freedom (SOPA, PIPA, CISPA, NDAA, Patriot Act, etc.) and anytime I find myself at a stoplight in Houston, I look up and see a camera looking back at me. If I run the red light, the camera takes a picture of me and I get a get ticket mailed to me by a computer, no traffic cop needed. It also takes a picture of my passenger. How do I know that it doesn't take my picture even if I don't run the light? How do I know that it isn't taking my picture at every light and plotting out my course as I make my way through the city, storing the data in a database somewhere for future use against me? Well, I haven't seen any evidence of that, but it still takes a lot of faith in "the powers that be" that it only does what they say it does.
I'm not a fiction writer, but I find myself constantly applying that "next step" idea to the things I see. When I gaze into the cold eye of the electronic stoplight Big Brother, this is what I imagine, year down the road:
In continuance of the trend of trying to "do more with less", they will nearly eliminate traffic cops altogether. In continuance of the trend of automating everything, devices akin to RFID chips will be implanted into license plates that you are required to obtain in order to drive. These license plate will be monitored by satellites which monitor your speed & location, stored in a database which would confirm or deny any alibis you might need in the event of a crime. Chips in your mandatory state-issued ID communicate with the license plate and relay information about the occupants to the satellites. You would have points automatically docked off your drivers license for speeding, making illegal turns, etc, until there are no more points, at which time your car shows up as a red dot on a screen somewhere and one of the handful of traffic cops comes to confiscate your car. Cameras at intersections work in tandem with the satellites to confirm identities of occupants and catch aberrations, like cars who may have altered their plates so they don't show up on the satellites. In continuance of the trend of corporate influence on policy and the trend of ever more invasive advertising, all this information would of course be sold to the highest bidder. Ads for things that you've bought in the past, or competitor's products of things that you've bought, or things that a predictive algorithm thinks that you might be interested in, would be displayed just for you. "Natural Male Enhancement" and "Meet local singles" appears on a billboard at a light that only you occupy, how embarrassing!
I could go on, but I won't. So, what do you think of my fiction? what's your fiction? Let's hear it!
I think that successful fiction writers are successful because #1 - they have a way with words, and #2 - because they are able to predict the next step, or several steps ahead.
George Orwell's "1984", published in 1949, spoke of constant monitoring by "Big Brother", now in 2012 we are fighting off (or, sometimes, rolling over and taking it) a barrage of attacks on privacy and freedom (SOPA, PIPA, CISPA, NDAA, Patriot Act, etc.) and anytime I find myself at a stoplight in Houston, I look up and see a camera looking back at me. If I run the red light, the camera takes a picture of me and I get a get ticket mailed to me by a computer, no traffic cop needed. It also takes a picture of my passenger. How do I know that it doesn't take my picture even if I don't run the light? How do I know that it isn't taking my picture at every light and plotting out my course as I make my way through the city, storing the data in a database somewhere for future use against me? Well, I haven't seen any evidence of that, but it still takes a lot of faith in "the powers that be" that it only does what they say it does.
I'm not a fiction writer, but I find myself constantly applying that "next step" idea to the things I see. When I gaze into the cold eye of the electronic stoplight Big Brother, this is what I imagine, year down the road:
In continuance of the trend of trying to "do more with less", they will nearly eliminate traffic cops altogether. In continuance of the trend of automating everything, devices akin to RFID chips will be implanted into license plates that you are required to obtain in order to drive. These license plate will be monitored by satellites which monitor your speed & location, stored in a database which would confirm or deny any alibis you might need in the event of a crime. Chips in your mandatory state-issued ID communicate with the license plate and relay information about the occupants to the satellites. You would have points automatically docked off your drivers license for speeding, making illegal turns, etc, until there are no more points, at which time your car shows up as a red dot on a screen somewhere and one of the handful of traffic cops comes to confiscate your car. Cameras at intersections work in tandem with the satellites to confirm identities of occupants and catch aberrations, like cars who may have altered their plates so they don't show up on the satellites. In continuance of the trend of corporate influence on policy and the trend of ever more invasive advertising, all this information would of course be sold to the highest bidder. Ads for things that you've bought in the past, or competitor's products of things that you've bought, or things that a predictive algorithm thinks that you might be interested in, would be displayed just for you. "Natural Male Enhancement" and "Meet local singles" appears on a billboard at a light that only you occupy, how embarrassing!
I could go on, but I won't. So, what do you think of my fiction? what's your fiction? Let's hear it!