The Future of the Future still contains the Past
I must be dreaming. Or is it a nightmare?
This vintage 50s ideal world is the brainchild of the evil geniuses at General Motors.
The gender roles may be from the Dark Ages, and the cars of the future hopelessly dated, but I’m still waiting for that kitchen with the computer that measures the ingredients for you and the set-it-and-forget-it glass domed oven that even sticks the candles on the cake.
But the best “dream future” is the tangled mess of highway on-ramps. Um, isn’t that where we’re all soon be living, homeless under a highway on-ramp? Maybe they did get the future right…