Copyright Ian Pearson, BT Futurologist
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2020
Vision - Why we will all be care workers
In the future, our lives will be greatly
enhanced by the global superhighway. Ultra-smart computers, sophisticated
robotics and unlimited capacity communications will make every aspect of our
everyday lives pleasant. Machines will do all the work while we enjoy the
results. We will be always in touch, always in control. But sometimes,
technology has a habit of turning out different than planned. Let's remember
that the telephone was once thought to be useless except for listening to
opera. Here's how it might be on a bad day in 2020 if we get it wrong. But
don't worry, we are working on getting it right.
You wake up. Beautiful original music is
being composed in real time by computer and is coming out of the flat panel
speakers that are cunningly disguised as paintings. Except that it is House
instead of Mozart because the kids were up first.
You need to visit the loo, but it's a smart
loo with built in health diagnostics. You're developing a loo phobia and have
started eating to please it. You have also bought a chemical kit designed to
fool it into leaving you alone. But the loo is also in collaboration with the
smart fridge, conspiring to make you healthier. The fridge has time locks on
the door and a video camera watching what you take out. It won't allow the
microwave to cook it because it contains too many calories. Kitchen rage is
becoming a major social problem. But you can't break anything. The insurance
companies insist on proof of accident in the form of video of the event before
they will pay up.
The videophone rings and you put on your
video bathrobe. This is a complete body suit made of flexible polymer screen.
It allows you to use a video-conferencing terminal when you have just crawled out
of the bath. It actually simulates what you look like after two hours putting
on makeup and two months with a plastic surgeon.
Your living room is devoid of black boxes,
full instead of huge screens, virtual fish tanks and electronic paintings.
You've flushed all the real fish down the loo.
You can talk to the home manager program
via speech interfaces, using natural language, gesture interfaces etc.
Unfortunately it remembers what you say and isn't very good at keeping secrets.
When the wife says she told you to empty the bin, she will be able to prove it.
Computers will latch onto keywords to monitor significant conversations. In
divorce proceedings, all those romantic interludes at the office party were
recorded, digitally enhanced, and are used as evidence.
We will need personal screens to avoid
conflict between the kids - one screen for everything would be unthinkable. We
will also need 3d sound positioning to provide personal sound zones.
In the old box room, you now have a Star Trek
holodeck, lined with screens, fractal robotic matter, T1000 technology, with
direct sensory links. Some of this is already in development. Social problems
are arising, real world withdrawals are commonplace, you just surface to
breathe, eat and sleep.
In public buildings, this same technology
is used to simulate oak beams, sawdust and dirt, with pubs changing period
regularly. This allows them to filter out the real world and block cellphones.
Digital TV gradually learns what you like
to watch and automatically finds us something suitable when you switch it on.
Unfortunately this is not a good idea when the vicar comes round. 'Let's see a
nature programme'. The TV starts showing 'Emmanuel in the Amazon'.
You have a robotic cat with video-camera eyes
and microphone ears. It is stuffed with electronics, and its batteries are
recharged when it goes back to its rug in the corner. The robotic cat is the
centre of home automation and is linked by radio to the global superhighway. It
teases the real cat, while everybody teases it, trying to confuse its AI. So
there is a strong demand for robotic psychiatrists (the world's first was
Joanne Pransky). You will also need robotic vet when the dog eats it.
Insect-like robots are supposed to cut the
grass and do the cleaning, but all the cleaning robots are stuck to the carpet
where little Johnny has left his half eaten lollipop, and the grass cutting
robots have all been kidnapped by the local magpie. The baby magpies are
suffering from severe indigestion and the RSPCA are on their way.
Your kids regularly spend hours, planning
ambushes for the surviving robots, laying trails of hundreds and thousands to a
cliff with a bowl of water under it.
Food shopping is helped by the smart waste
bin that scans beans cans as they are thrown away. Of course it won't work
because your toddler peals all the labels off. We would also need a whole new
field of custard proof electronics.
Safeway delivers to your door, but leaves
the ice cream melting outside because you've rushed the cat to the robotic vet
at the last minute. Only the cat knows their number to arrange delivery times.
Now you will have to go shopping yourself.
Clothes shopping will use computer
simulations of you instead of Leonardo Di-Caprio or Kate Moss. Your body is
scanned by laser, recording every bit of cellulite, every pimple. The shop
becomes a try-on outlet with mass customisation, while the data on your figure
is sold to plastic surgeons that later swamp you with junk email with pictures
of how you could look. People have never been less happy about their shape.
With smart materials we can of course have extra Lycra to smooth out the
various folds until the surgery.
You give your kids electronic pocket money.
Being digital cash, it can all be labelled: only two quid for sweets, none for
booze; but kids will not be dictated to and a playground black market is
becoming a problem at the local school;
Digital cash can have provenance too. This
dollar was once spent by Bill Clinton. Electronic cash is truly global and is
used on the net and in the street, so the Euro is almost an irrelevance
But at least you are up and dressed. You
are on the way to the supermarket.
Your cars has full RTI and in car
entertainment, and runs on fuel cells. Tourist information is provided on the
way. Unfortunately you are on the M25 and you don't want to hear yet again how
many cars travel every day on the A12, coming up on your right. So you turn it
off. You've been plotting a scam for your next holiday. Planes can carry 1000
people 10000km in 10 hours, so they have jogging tracks and cinemas on board.
You can spend so much time on board doing other things you can sub-let your
seat and make a profit on the trip.
Before it died, your cat booked you a slot
on M25, and you need the computer to drive you because otherwise you'll miss it
if a rabbit jumps out on the way and have to wait a day for another slot.
E-cash and electronic tolling has evolved
to allow paid overtaking. Your agent negotiates with other car's agents to pull
over and let you past. It is the same in queues at shops. You can make a living
just by clogging up queues and waiting for people to pay to get past
You are wearing a video T-shirt, with cartoons
or adverts showing depending where you are. In Safeway, store positioning makes
ads appear on your T-shirt as you walk past other shoppers, depending on their
customer profile. You get paid in extra loyalty points for this.
In the shop, in store positioning allows
precise alerts to special offers etc. With an electronic shopping list, you
could almost shop blind. Active contact lenses give you information wherever
you go. There are arrows for navigation and robocop style information overlays,
so the beans shelf could be flashing so you can actually find it. The chips in
the products themselves can write onto this lens, with competing brands trying
hard to attract your attention as you walk past. With another piece of
software, you can actually watch them slug it out in a cyber-boxing match.
The lenses actually communicate via your
Star Trek com-badge that doubles as an Ego badge. This stores various aspects
of your personality, hobbies, job, marital status, sexual preferences etc. It
cuts through the ice at parties, and you spend a lot less time chatting up the
wrong people and much more time getting to know the partner of your dreams.
Some of your shopping takes place in shared
computer generated spaces, where you make new friends as well as meeting
various computer generated personalities, again offering the means of
withdrawal from dull reality. The computer is intent on introducing you to
every compatible person in the country. This is often used by government to
keep people off the streets. But later you go to a real party anyway.
At the party, there is always a bore, but
at least now, digital bore enhancement uses the latest sound cancellation and
3D sound positioning technology to replace his boring voice and boring message
with much more stimulating conversation, and your active lenses can even make
him look fashionably dressed. A new era of apparent tolerance will result where
everyone seems to be nice to everyone else regardless of their actual
behaviour.
Surveillance technology is everywhere. It
is of course linked to traffic control and collects photos of you speeding.
Fines are replaced by blackmail since they can now identify the passenger too,
and The Shame Show is one of the most popular on digital TV. Government know
everywhere you've been, who with, what you did, everything.
We will all be care workers in 2020, partly
because of the extreme stress caused by the technology around us trying to make
our lives more fulfilling, and partly because all the other jobs are automated.
Tech-free zones are the main holiday camps where you go for technology detox.
When you go to Macdonald's, the meal comes
out of a vending machine, but in the French restaurant down the road, you are
paying for the French waiter to sneer down his nose at you when you choose the
wrong wine. Some jobs just can't be automated. When you are in hospital, you
will still prefer a nice cuddly nurse to R2D2.
We need human child care workers too. Nothing is 3-year-old proof, they put digestive biscuits in the CD player,
dismantle the cat, and pull the legs of the grass cutting robots, while
repeating the mantra "Daddy will fix it". Kids only love technology
because they haven't lived long enough for experience to take over. They are
simply too young to know any different.
People either work in virtual companies or
virtual co-operatives. Many companies don't have any human employees but you
can't tell which ones because they all use synthetic personalities at the
customer face. It is only by trying to make someone angry that you can tell if
they are human. Consequently, most humans are frequent victims of aggression,
keeping the care workers busy, while the computers don't mind at all.
For non-caring jobs, agents are used mostly
instead of people, computers dominate the board, pocket calculators replaced
half the BT board in 2017.
Information companies are just roaming
algorithms so they don't pay taxes any more, making industrial companies rather
miffed.
When you are very old and very grey, we
will be able to link your brain to a computer that will be thousands of times
faster. Surprisingly, at one atom per bit, it will only take one ten thousandth
of a pinhead to store your whole mind. Then it won't matter if a bus runs you
down, you will be backed up on the network. Your kids will still have a parent,
but best of all, your company just gets you for free afterwards. In fact, this
is an irresistible side-line for bus companies, which will use satellite positioning
and tracking to hit you at exactly the right point to ensure a clean kill with
minimal damage to the bus.
But you won't mind. Your body has died and
your soul cleared off to Heaven. Meanwhile down here, once you have become
entirely electronic, you can travel around the world at light speed and pick up
a hire android at the other end. You can make multiple versions of yourself.
Everyone is linked together in a single global mind. With immortality, infinite
intelligence and mobility, keeping up with the Jones's will ensure that
everyone will make the jump to Homo Machinus. Biological humans will eventually
become extinct. Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated.