Here’s a pretty intriguing prospect: long-term birth control delivered via microchip. Your doctor can switch it on or off remotely, as your reproductive decisions demand, and it lasts 16 years. It’s like an IUD without the insertion horror stories!
orz, it’s supposed to be silver. Soul gem rings are silver. The joke was that she used wedding rings that look like soul gem rings.
EDIT: Also, you know symbolic, especially if they’re wearing fake versions of each others’ soul gems.
Regarding 21st century “classics”, I honestly have a poor gauge of this kind of thing. I’d venture to guess that whatever works turn out to be “Classics”, we won’t really realize it until much later.
The discovery of thousands of star systems wildly different from our own has demolished ideas about how planets form.
Lain compels you! (I couldn’t find a single picture of Lain with madeleines. What’s up with that?)
There was not.
To a first approximation*, I tend to think of the wish system as accumulating inertia over time. The bigger the scale of the wish, the more other wishes must realign for them to all work together, and the more difficult it consequently it. It may not be possible for something to happen all at once and still fulfill everyone else’s wishes.
*The approximation is, I don’t think it’s really an accumulation over time. I imagine the wishes as timeless, in the same way Godoka is, so they’re all just there, pre-accumulated. But the temproal version is easier to think about, even if it has some pathological features.
Since I was prompted to use this recently in the SV thread, might as well post it here as well:
"One of the first directives of the newly founded Governance was the redirection of resources away from the superfluous fighting arms to humanity’s many pressing problems—Ecology, Economic development, the rebuilding of shattered cities—and to the government’s many ambitious projects, of which the Eden Project was the most prominent.
It is not that the military was disarmed; rather, it was allowed to rust, both literally and figuratively.
Many have argued that this policy was eschatologically short-sighted. An alien invasion was immensely predictable, so the argument goes, given the dilapidated state of humanity’s defenses.
The government, though, had its reasons. AI analysts, examining the long-term future of humanity, had explained to the Directorate that the optimal policy for long-term survival was a combination continued economic development and the initiation of expansion into space. After all, any alien races hell-bent on destroying humanity were either at a similar technological level, in which case economic factors would play the most important role, or they would be far above humanity, in which case it hardly mattered anyway. And, of course, if they were far lower, than it was hardly a concern.
Following these directives, the newly integrated General Staff carried out their duties professionally. Nuclear missile silos were kept polished and ready, military research was carried out, and contingency plans were initiated but, by and large, the world’s armed forces faded quietly into the night.
By the eve of the current war, the General Staff was nearly moribund. Composed of a combination of veterans from the late Unification Era, and completely untested career officers, it commanded a military that had nearly ceased to exist, by that point composed nearly entirely of early-warning systems, experimental prototype ships, a few hobbyist test divisions, and many, many pages of detailed plans.
In the face of the current crisis, the Staff performed admirably with what little it had. Initially confused by the lack of an attempted direct strike on Earth and its relatively intact defenses—which was what all the plans expected—they led the breakneck rearming of Earth and its Colonies in a masterpiece of AI-managed bureaucratic skill, retooling entire economies in a matter of weeks. By the time of the Battle of New Athens, the armed services had grown nearly thirty-fold in size, counting nearly ten million in well-equipped, if only hastily trained, volunteers. Shipyards that had not even existed two weeks prior were mass-producing starships that had before only been prototypes.
Underlying it all was the terrifying realization that the AI analysts had been right all along, at least partly. Field reports indicated that, had the aliens so chosen, they could have made an irresistible advance on Earth. They further indicated that they could still do so, at any time. Panic was the order of the day, Governance was called into continuous, Level One session, and the long-range colony ships, envisioned as the desperate last shot for human survival, were fueled and launched into orbit, filled to the brim with scientists, technicians—everyone thought necessary to rebuild human civilization. Here indeed was the long-feared, hostile superior civilization, just as unstoppable as the analysts had predicted.
It was immensely confusing, then, that the aliens did not do so. That perplexed and confounded the predictions of the government’s models.
They were, of course, to receive an even greater shock, very soon.”
—Avnit Haasan, A History of the General Staff, Prologue
Never got to use this for anything…
It’s not really strong enough spoilers, honestly. Especially if I point out that the Lain madeleines scene is itself a reference to something arguably far more famous.