A selction of micro speculations No.1

What if…  I got given an “experience”. I was SO good. I was Top Gun! I reckon I was better than guys who’ve been doing it for years. I was a natural. I might do it as a job. Then again, I might do something else. Betcha I’ll be great. https://www.popularmechanics.com/military/aviation/a34978872/artificial-intelligence-controls-u2-spy-plane-air-force-exclusive/?utm_source=reddit.com

What if… I’d worked hard on that placard. It was a great pun. It’d have gone viral. I’d have gone viral. Just ‘cos I support the cause doesn’t mean they have the right to rewrite it…


What if… He was so embarrassed. People kept looking. He knew they were laughing or worse pittying him. The sound he’d been so proud of even sounded laughable. The style, a faux pas. He hated the words “discrete”, “wearable”. https://www.apple.com/newsroom/2020/12/apple-introduces-airpods-max-the-magic-of-airpods-in-a-stunning-over-ear-design/

What if… Look left. Look right. Look left. Look left. Look right. Look left. Look right. Look right.  Look left. No, look right. Look right. “Charlie, face the whiteboard please and stop shopping under your desk.” https://www.theverge.com/2020/12/8/22160011/google-look-to-speak-eye-tracking-android-disability

What if… The shock was palpable.  An existential threat. Humans were the grandmasters no longer. Beaten by an algorithm at that most human of challenges, in that most human of spaces. The Bake-off tent would never be the same after AlphaBake. https://t.co/I1zsGqtCJs?amp=1

What if… She stroked his hand. He felt the warmth of her skin. His wearable signalled an elevated pulse but he swiped it away to see her message, the image she shared in the silence. He smiled and gently touched her cheek. https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2020/dec/06/the-robot-kitchen-that-will-make-you-dinner-and-wash-up-too

What if… It was their third date. It was unspoken as they walked side by side. They talked and glanced at each other as they shared the view. Not touching but together. Just as he felt the rain on his cheek and he plucked up the courage, she logged off. https://www.adweek.com/media/this-phygitcal-experience-shows-how-to-do-a-scavenger-hunt-in-quarantine/

What if… She’d gone for a walk to get away from it. The updates. The news. She needed some quiet. The music paused: “At the next junction, turn right… BlackBooks on the left has a Covid closing down sale.” She sighed. https://techcrunch.com/2020/12/01/google-maps-takes-on-facebook-with-its-own-news-feed

What if… He was grounded. It was SO unfair. He hadn’t been that late in. They were being unreasonable. How was he going to stay in touch if he was grounded? His world moved quickly. He needed to be there, keeping up. Grounding his network? Like SO unfair. https://chromeunboxed.com/nest-wifi-preferred-activities