The Next World

I wonder why the people of the past were so pessimistic about their future. Stories based on the future were always about death, destruction and famine. People were supposed to be ruled by machines or aliens. They lived underground, in dirt and grime, in box-like apartments or some such ugly setting, to escape from the cruelty of the post-apocalyptic world. It seemed to always be a life of terrible sorrow and misery.

How wrong they were.