If
we look back at what we thought was going to happen, then by
now we would have had our own personal rocket ships and faithful
robot companions; we'd have been blasting out full tilt in time-speed-distance
rallies between the moons of Mars, filling up our retro rockets
at Interstellar Gulf's hygienic and modern filling stations,
and - every now and then - engaging in a heated ray gun battle
with the forces of evil. We'd know who they were because they'd
be green, they'd have the wrong number of eyes, and they'd be
clutching shrieking - if politically undeveloped - space women
in tight-fitting outfits.
Maybe
not that last one. Buck Rogers' friend Wilma was a pretty tough
cookie.
But
anyway, something went wrong, somehow.
We
adopted the shape of the City of Tomorrow only because it was
cheap to build, and we never bothered to put the right stuff
into it. I aim to change all that.
So
if any of that works for you, please jump right in and explore
the designs I've been working on, for posters,
cups
& coasters, shirts,
and odds & ends - like
post cards, greeting cards, and whatnot.
Like
my faithful robot Rusty says, I'm "Having a Swell Time
in the Future - Wish You Were Here!" |
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Here,
in the Retropolis store, I want to remind you just how cool
the future almost was. Have a look through here and consider
a poster
of your very own that will keep you mindful of how nice it'd
be to have that retro rocket, to converse with that faithful
robot, or- only when strictly necessary - to subdue
that Awful Green Thing From Space. Consider wearing the shirt
even if you haven't yet been there and done that.
The
thing is, there's still an awful lot of future out there.
We always have the chance to fill it with what we want it
to be.
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