Meh, even so, do you really wanna be Saburo? Watching your back constantly, watching your kids vie for your seat waiting for you to croak, seeking eternal life through different bodies as some microchip construct knowing basically anyone would smash that shit to bits if they felt they could get away with it to gain power.
It doesn’t sound that great to me either because I’m not sure even a normal, finite life in such a world isn’t too much already.
If I had to be someone I’d prefer to be a nomad living out in the desert with my fam, somewhat isolated, rely on each other, far away from corporations and their wars.
Or maybe I’d be a celebrity living in North Oak like Kerry, but even then, there’s a good chance some cyberpsycho guns you down while you’re out on the town in your snazzy new Caliburn to buy a latte, at last some brief relief from that one fucking ad with the dude screaming.
Meh, even so, do you really wanna be Saburo? Watching your back constantly, watching your kids vie for your seat waiting for you to croak, seeking eternal life through different bodies as some microchip construct knowing basically anyone would smash that shit to bits if they felt they could get away with it to gain power.
It doesn’t sound that great to me either because I’m not sure even a normal, finite life in such a world isn’t too much already.
If I had to be someone I’d prefer to be a nomad living out in the desert with my fam, somewhat isolated, rely on each other, far away from corporations and their wars.
Or maybe I’d be a celebrity living in North Oak like Kerry, but even then, there’s a good chance some cyberpsycho guns you down while you’re out on the town in your snazzy new Caliburn to buy a latte, at last some brief relief from that one fucking ad with the dude screaming.