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	<title>Comments on: How I Learned to Love the Future</title>
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		<title>By: Gary</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gary</dc:creator>
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		<description>This sounds much like my own early years, perhaps with less reverence for Reagan and more fantasy fiction. The idea of a bright and wonderful future seemed much less likely than some terrible war after which there might be a supernatural evacuation of the truly faithful â€” and I was never quite sure that I was one of those.

So, I spent a good deal of time imagining life in other realities, including &lt;i&gt;Star Trek&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Star Wars&lt;/i&gt;, and the latter-day Buck Rogers (&lt;i&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/i&gt; was broadcast during Sunday night church services). I think space travel, and its attendant technology, seemed attractive partly because it seemed to completely remove me from any apocalyptic beliefs, nuclear or cosmic, about end times on that tiny blue-green planet. (Also, based on my observations, women wore much less clothing in these futures, and that seemed like a good idea to me.)

In Usborne&#039;s future, it seems the world still has a policeman: on page 24, the &quot;Rocket Troops of the Future&quot; are sent from one side of the globe to another to &quot;quell an uprising&quot; in what seems to be the Arabian Peninsula.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This sounds much like my own early years, perhaps with less reverence for Reagan and more fantasy fiction. The idea of a bright and wonderful future seemed much less likely than some terrible war after which there might be a supernatural evacuation of the truly faithful â€” and I was never quite sure that I was one of those.</p>
<p>So, I spent a good deal of time imagining life in other realities, including <i>Star Trek</i>, <i>Star Wars</i>, and the latter-day Buck Rogers (<i>Battlestar Galactica</i> was broadcast during Sunday night church services). I think space travel, and its attendant technology, seemed attractive partly because it seemed to completely remove me from any apocalyptic beliefs, nuclear or cosmic, about end times on that tiny blue-green planet. (Also, based on my observations, women wore much less clothing in these futures, and that seemed like a good idea to me.)</p>
<p>In Usborne&#8217;s future, it seems the world still has a policeman: on page 24, the &#8220;Rocket Troops of the Future&#8221; are sent from one side of the globe to another to &#8220;quell an uprising&#8221; in what seems to be the Arabian Peninsula.</p>
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