Tomorrows World

Nick Bennett

17/09/2009

  • Technology

I work in an industry that’s at the forefront of technology, as such I’m constantly thinking about the future. The trouble is it’s just not moving quick enough for my idealistic future. So let me take you on a quick tour of my futuristic Eutopia. To start with every house will come (as standard) with a hidden mass storage device. With the way that flash drive technology is moving, we should have more than enough storage, while taking up very little space. Think of this mass storage device as you would a boiler in our current houses.

So what are we storing on this mass storage device? Erm, how about everything! How do you like them apples! Photos, Music, TV Series, and Movies would be on there for starters. I will call it the Waller 100 after the larger-than-life Pop Idol hopeful Rik Waller. Connected to the Waller will be multiple touchscreen consoles located in every room of the house. These will all be voice-activated and will display on the screen whatever is shouted at it. Take a moment if you will, sitting on the toilet opposite you is a monitor ‘Sky News’ you shout. Bosh, the latest news provided by your TV provider. Oh, I didn’t mention you can watch live TV in every room….course you can with Waller Vision.

Ok, so you get the general gist of the voice activation screens in every room malarky. I think the film and music companies will be rather pleased with the anti-piracy features of the Waller 100. Like changing the Electricity Bill when you move you’ll also need to register your bank details with the service provider of your Waller. The account you register will be debited every time you shout ‘Download Debbie Does Dallas’ or ‘Download Dark side of the moon’. Once downloaded the data cannot be transferred to other Wallers. Or maybe the service provider will keep a record of what you own and stream it on request.

Copyright is pending on this so hands off. I shall tell you where the need for this arose. The 10 yards from my sofa to the DVD collection is becoming far too tiresome. The only energy I’m willing to expel in the process of ‘putting on a DVD’ is shouting ‘play life of brian’ again.