IN THE FUTURE, dog translators and cat translators will make it much easier for us to understand our beloved pets. They will finally be able to tell us if something is hurting them (and where) or if they are hungry or cold, or if they are sorry for doodying the carpet or yakking up mouse bones in the foyer. All of this will come through a Vocoder-like device worn on a collar around their necks. The voice will be somewhat robotic but have optional softening effects to lend the effect of emotion to their utterances.
This means, of course, our pets will also be able to tell us of their day-to-day ennui & their sense of the futility of life.
In other words, our pets will soon have the ability to bring us down, to thoroughly depress us, as quickly and as efficiently as our spouse, life partner or other family routinely do.
It should come as no surprise then, that in the future the cities will be populated with millions of abandoned talking cats and dogs, all walking to and fro and loudly voicing their neurotic complaints about existence.
This will be the local color of the cities of the future. People will mostly learn to just tune it out and walk right through a crowd of cats vociferating on how horrible the weather is, how cruel life can be, and how he never really loved me at all, not really.
They will just walk right through and smile, with the blithe obliviousness of any mental health professional.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
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