–Lost entries from the journal of the author of THE TIME MACHINE (attributed to HG Wells)

Journal entry. Having departed the year 1895, I thought it sensible to stop about a hundred years later. However the brakes on my time machine are not entirely efficient, and my stop over was a little later, in 2013. I was dismayed to see nearly the entire population endlessly caught up in staring into small rectangles, which they carried about with them wherever they went. They walked insensibly into lamp posts as they stare into the little screens. Worse, their children begged for their parents’ attention in the most pitiful manner, to receive, at best, a distracted, muttering response as the parent continued to flick their thumbs on the “smart phone” with metronomic repetition. The child will presumably turn to these “smart phone” rectangles for a substitute family, inevitably becoming even more conditioned to the devices than their parents…

I looked over the shoulders of some users of the mesmeric rectangles, in the hopes of seeing vital information on the small screens, but was dismayed by what appeared there. Much of the transmission seemed taken up with images of frowning cats, and bits of text complaining of this and that in a media known as “twerping” or something of the sort….

I am leaving this time for the farther future in the hopes of a general improvement in the human condition…Later entry: Much farther in the future, have discovered the subterranean Morlocks, atavistic cannibals whom I prefer, actually, to the residents of 2013. At least they are aware of their surroundings, and attend their young, feeding their offspring a quite passive and conditioned race called Eloi. The Eloi rather remind me of the “smart phone” people…

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