The Future Is Already Here…
There’s something dystopian about waking up from thirst at 3am on a Saturday morning, merely take a drink of water, and then finding out your own country has bombed Venezuela and kidnapped their president. How can I go back to sleep after that? I laid in back in bed and closed my eyes. My thoughts swirling and swirling, trying to absorb that absurd bit of news. My country has just kidnapped the president of another country? Strange that the US…