I often wonder if there were civilizations before us, before the Sumerians and their other semetic friends put “civilization” together from a bunch of skin-clad hunters and gatherers. Were there other “modern” civilizations before that, civilizations that might have fallen, disappeared, blew themselves up, left, whatever?
Think of this, because I have. As we progress in our technology, the very things that make up a civilization–its culture, its music, writing, arts, thinking–all of this stuff is becoming so ephemeral. It’s not etched into rocks, penned in animal skin books, painted on cave walls or even printed in real books anymore. It’s on a flashdrive or in the cloud. In the next 50 years, should we survive that long, how much more of our civilization will exist in the ether? And when we disappear or decline or blow ourselves up, what will be left to tell the others that come after us, for hopefully there will be others…what will be left of us to tell our story? Other than our trash and environmental damage, and even that will disappear after we’re gone.
Interesting idea for a story, huh?
And now, since this was so heavy, here’s a picture of an angry stoat.