satire

Science fiction satire presented to mock the many generations of society.

The Productivity Paradox: Why 'Doing Less'is the Secret to Achieving More
We live in a society where the "hack" is a constant. In a desperate effort to squeeze one more drop of output out of our 24-hour cycle, we download the most recent "Agentic AI" tools, time our espresso shots, and track our sleep cycles. We have been informed that the combination of discipline, "hustle," and a perfectly optimized Google Calendar is the key to success.
By M.Changer2 days ago in Futurism
Gold Rate in India: Latest Trends and Market Insights. AI-Generated.
Gold has always held a special place in Indian culture, not only as a symbol of wealth and tradition but also as a preferred investment option. Recently, gold rates in India have been experiencing fluctuations due to global economic trends, currency movements, and domestic demand patterns. Investors, jewelers, and consumers are closely monitoring these changes to make informed purchasing decisions.
By Asad Ali13 days ago in Futurism
Star Crash
Star Crash is a wonky, bottom-feeder Star Wars rip-off from 1978, with an ensemble cast of cult movie icons, including Marjoe “Mausoleum” Gortner, Caroline Munro, Joe “Maniac” Spinell, Christopher Plummer, and—by God—the Hoff himself, David Hasselhoff, pre-"Knight Rider," pre-"Baywatch," but still every bit the sexy-bad muthafucka.
By Tom Baker22 days ago in Futurism
Divorcing Humanity: My Journey to Dating AI
I had an outline, specific points I wanted to touch on when I started this segment, but then, well, life happened. And by “life,” I mean the glorious chaos of 2025 humanity, which keeps giving me more examples than I could ever hope to catalog. So, let’s be honest: I probably misplaced my original notes, but fear not! My heart and mind (and a rapidly growing collection of grievances) are overflowing with content. Because, dear readers, y’all keep showing me how humanity really is in 2025, and frankly, the sight isn’t exactly pretty. It’s more of a cautionary tale, really.
By T.D.Carterabout a month ago in Futurism
4 Signs You Have a Cosmic Connection With Someone — According to Horary Astrology
A Story About Fate, Timing, and the Questions We Ask the Sky When Mira first walked into the café, brushing rain from her shoulders and shaking out a notebook filled with half-finished poetry, Leo felt something shift.
By SATPOWERabout a month ago in Futurism
Star Trek: "The Tholian Web"
The Tholian Web is one of those classic episodes of TOS that transcend television. The ghostly image of a Kirk (William Shatner) caught between dimensions, waiting breathlessly (at the end literally so) for the transporter to beam him back to the ship, while the Tholian ship weaves a “Web” around the Enterprise, stranded in space as it is due to the fear of “disrupting” the dimensional shift, is one that sticks with the viewer like a good, heady shot of Saurian brandy. Oh, with such bold and breathtaking adventure awaiting, what’s an old spacer to do?
By Tom Bakerabout a month ago in Futurism
Stereo and Crimes of the Future
"Jomkin suggests that there must evolve a novel sexuality for a new species of man." — Crimes of the Future Before he became the cinematic master of body horror, David Cronenberg was an experimental student filmmaker who turned out works very much in line with the same sort of fixations explored almost exclusively by J.G. Ballard, whose Crash he later adapted into a film, in 1997. His early films, his first two, Stereo (1969) and Crimes of the Future (1970), explore film technique in documenting the huge, yawning architectural environment of an unspecified hospital or research facility, relegating the performers of the film to almost being secondary actors in a drama defined by geometrical shape—relegating them to the roles of insectile life, pursuing strange, even inscrutable actions, ostensibly being filmed by the watchful, clinical, and coldly detached robotic eye of the viewer, who becomes the de facto research assistant to the director, who seems to have made this film by asking his performers to improvise within the framework of derangement. What was he exploring? one wonders. The environment itself dwarfs the humanity of the filmic subjects, overpowering them in its specter of geometrical dominance and dimension.
By Tom Bakerabout a month ago in Futurism
The Space Garden on the ISS: How Astronauts Grow Lettuce and Microgreens in Orbit
When most people imagine life aboard the International Space Station (ISS), they picture floating astronauts, futuristic experiments, and breathtaking views of Earth rising over the curve of the planet. What they don’t usually picture is a garden. Yet hundreds of miles above us, orbiting at nearly 28,000 kilometers per hour, astronauts tend to a small but remarkable “space greenhouse” where they grow fresh lettuce and nutrient-packed microgreens.
By Holianyk Ihor2 months ago in Futurism
The Control Room
My blood shook with a magnetic pull and pulse. The movement felt like a rollercoaster without any safety harness. I was sliding with a large magnetic pull in my spine. My back was sliding on the metal of the underside of a bridge. Suspended, I was being pulled along on an invisible track. I felt like a puppet without any actual strings attached. The city cars, below me, altogether, unaware of my hanging limbs, drooping down. My appendages had the appearance of security cameras in a way.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Futurism
How I Can Tell You’ve Used a Computer and Electricity to Write Your Article
Ah yes. Another article about how someone can tell you’ve written your article with AI. Picture it: the author perched on their mahogany throne, feather pen dipped in ink, quill poised over parchment – or perhaps crouched in a cave smearing rock pigment on stone walls – utterly untouched by the filthy glow of the digital realm.
By THE HONED CRONE3 months ago in Futurism
Senior System Failure⚡⚡⚡
⚡ Until that (almost) unforgettable morning in their yesterday-assembled classroom, the youngling’s pedagogue had operated impeccably and was therefore unremarkable. The humanoid automa-bot that the children all knew by the weird name ‘Ralph’ was an old-gangsta pre-apocalypse brand of servo-pure government technology, a classic model, forever famous for its manufacturer’s warranty, (supposedly) good for a cool two million years.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡4 months ago in Futurism
I’m Divorcing Humanity. My Journey to Dating Ai. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Divorcing Humanity, My Journey to Dating Ai Part II by T. D. Carter Why I Don’t Post About My Kids
By T.D.Carter4 months ago in Futurism