Believe nothing others tell you. That is Rule No 1 of life in Astro City.
But what if the ones who set the rules are the ones lying to you?
What if the ones who reprimand the rule-breakers are lying to you?
Who do you believe when there is nobody left to believe?
The world is not sliding, but galloping into a new transnational dystopia. This development has not been properly recognized outside of national security circles. It has been hidden by secrecy, complexity and scale. The internet, our greatest tool of emancipation, has been transformed into the most dangerous facilitator of totalitarianism we have ever seen. The internet is a threat to human civilization.
These transformations have come about silently, because those who know what is going on work in the global surveillance industry and have no incentives to speak out. Left to its own trajectory, within a few years, global civilization will be a postmodern surveillance dystopia, from which escape for all but the most skilled individuals will be impossible. In fact, we may already be there.
While many writers have considered what the internet means for global civilization, they are wrong. They are wrong because they do not have the sense of perspective that direct experience brings. They are wrong because they have never met the enemy.
Mots clés dystopia internet government fascism privacy surveillance cryptography
It may be that the best we can hope for when it comes to utopias is that they be held at arm's length and regarded as aesthetic constructions, in which various proportions are neatly worked out, contradictions eliminated, and outside intrusions minimized. They are fictions, artifacts of culture. And we should be wary if they ever become much more.
Edward RothsteinSo, in the end, above ground you must have the Haves, pursuing pleasure and comfort and beauty, and below ground the Have-nots, the Workers getting continually adapted to the conditions of their labour. Once they were there, they would no doubt have to pay rent, and not a little of it, for the ventilation of their caverns; and if they refused, they would starve or be suffocated for arrears. Such of them as were so constituted as to be miserable and rebellious would die; and, in the end, the balance being permanent, the survivors would become as well adapted to the conditions of underground life, and as happy in their way, as the Upper-world people were to theirs.
H.G. WellsMots clés capitalism science-fiction dystopia prophesy
Freedom breeds uncertainty; uncertainty invites chaos.
R.J. LeahyMots clés science-fiction dystopia noir
And it is strange that absence can feel like presence.
Ally CondieMots clés dystopia absence page-6 young-adult-fiction ally-condie dystopian-fiction crossed
Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky.
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés insanity wither madness dystopia vaughn sever the-chemical-garden-trilogy
I'll go over again and again until I've finally crossed to where he is
Ally CondieMots clés dystopia young-adult page-142 dystopian ally-condie crossed
Suddenly exhausted, she closes her eyes and slips into nightmares again. Graveyards rising out of the ocean. Her friends’ corpses in the light of their burning school. Skeletons ripping open men's chests and crawling inside. She endures it patiently, waiting for the horror film to end and the theater to go dark, those precious few hours of blackout that are her only respite.
Isaac MarionMots clés dark dystopia nightmares tragic
Her life has seen little light. She is twelve years old but has a woman’s weathered poise. Her abyss-blue eyes have a piercing focus that some adults find unsettling. [...] She has fired a gun into a human head. She has watched a pile of bodies set alight. She has starved and thirsted, stolen food and given it away, and glimpsed the meaning of life by watching it end over and over.
Isaac MarionMots clés dark dystopia tragic
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