It’s not unlike imagining life in a new city, with the idealism of a fresh start giving way to banality once the unknown becomes routine. Science fiction and fantasy, across all art forms, is frequently a clever vessel for nostalgic escapism the fact that these wondrous places and lives are so foreign to us is intentional, the allure so potent as to be almost promising even if unachievably so. Much like a dictator’s reign becomes increasingly normalized, the proliferation of AI, flying cars, and even the end of the world will not be particularly extraordinary to those alive at the time. As much as we can be sure that the world will end someday, we might also find solace in the fact that even the most dire of circumstances will always find a way of becoming mundane. Our tendency, as a culture, to explore science fiction either as a gimmick or as a means of forecasting the apocalypse can be limiting in scope.
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