Do you feel it?
The future is coming.
There it is hovering just over the horizon.
You squint your eyes trying to get a quick peak before it arrives. But that rarely works. By the time it’s here, it’s never quite in the shape you expected.
Yet we always stop and listen to the prophets and prognosticators. Those google eyed figures, wearing trench coats and sandwich boards standing proudly on milk crates and cracking open their mouths to vociferously voice their “visions.”
They smell like B.O. There are insects in their hair. And their mouths spray halitosis as much as haloes.
Under normal circumstances, we wouldn’t trust them to park our cars, to give us directions, to do just about anything. But when it comes to “The Future” somehow we swallow their swill with conviction.
Through sheer force of charisma they convince us that their predictions will come to pass and if we’re smart we’ll invest in their brand of patented polished snake oil.
So we’ll be ready.
Just once I wish people would heed the skepticisms of the doubting Cassandras. But so it goes.
This week it’s “Schools of the Future.”