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I was walking back from the baker’s and a guy went past me on an electric unicycle. He was wearing a full HALO suit with built in surround sound, so he looked like some kind of street ninja. That guy is 100% living in his own personal cyberpunk future. Also some kind of one-man sauna. I can’t figure out whether I envy him the single-mindedness or just don’t get it at all. We all live in the future and this is how it looks. It’s strange, brutal, sheltered, dying, hopeful… it’s not just unevenly distributed, it’s mosaic’d to the point of chimerical.
Meanwhile the pretty, idyllic island of Sardinia in the north Med is looking at temperatures in the mid-40º C range. That’s not holiday weather, that’s apocalypse weather.
On The Crucial Years, Bill McKibben points out that we’re now getting to temperatures last seen before our evolution as a species. That is not in any way a good thing. All the same, the Guardian managed to report the fact of the heat in its Climate Crisis section without actually referencing the overarching crisis.
Meanwhile I’m working on a book that has nothing to do with climate (I REALLY have to get around to editing the one that does) and trying to come up with a think piece around Titanium Noir to remind people to take it on holiday.
It’s been a crazy time in Harkaway Towers* and I keep thinking I want an earth house with lots of solar and some garden space where I can age into some kind of weird wildwood monarch with strange powers and eyes which suggest deeper strength buried in a body like a dry tree, but I don’t know how you get that and stay in contact with an urban area. You know, for fun and gastronomy. I do fine for a while in the faraway, and then I go a bit nuts because there’s only one place to eat.
It is possible I am not cut out to be the mysterious figure in a fantasy novel because I am essentially just some guy and I like food.
In other news it looks as if I’m about to become the family Dungeon Master. The new D&D starter kit is upstairs and I’m finding out what’s changed since I last played the game in 1991 or so.
Hippo snipers, apparently.
Works for me.
*no actual towers
Update From The Past
I finally got my hands on a copy of Titanium Noir and fully intended to read it on holiday but was unable to resist. I enjoyed it enormously.
Props for the indirect William Gibson reference as well.