The future was riding on light, dancinng until the sun came up, smartdrugs, technology and progress walking from the bedroom to the desk.
Friends were never more than a button press away. Bandwidth was cheap and plentiful.
Road warriors carried silicon and wore leather. They were dangerous enough to be useful, and smart enough to be trusted.
We had clients, not employers. We made contracts and resolved our won conflicts. We were in constant competition with ourselves to make ourselves better. We worked as hard as we played, and our results proved this.
Our friends never went hungry or dry.
We celebrated ourselves and coming into our own. We saw the future with possibility not with fear. We invested in our future - the future as we saw it: knowledge, hard work that pays off, hard play that makes it all worthwhile. A life, not an existence.
Now we face the world as you have made it. A place where it is illegal to dance. Where we choose between eating and paying rent. Where our work lines your pockets while we live in fear that a job well done today means unemployment tomorrow.
Our future has not died. It lies dormant inside of us, fueling our hope and passion. A day will come when it will awaken, and we will be all this, and more.
Text by Delchi