![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I’m watching the Jetsons, and it’s creeping me right the fuck out. So what happened to all those people, in the minds of this show’s creators? Are they down beneath the clouds, where the Jetsons never go? Was there an apocalypse, or maybe a pogrom? Was there a memo? Thing is, not-white-people make up most of the world’s population, now as well as back in the Sixties when the show was created. This is supposed to be the real world’s future, right? Albeit in silly, humorous form. It’s the 21st century and there are no flying cars what the hell is up with that? So disappointing.īut I watch the show now, as an adult, and I notice something: there’s nobody even slightly brown in the Jetsons’ world. I’m watching reruns of an old kids’ cartoon I used to love: “The Jetsons.” I grew up wanting to take a flying car to school because of this show. How Long ‘Til Black Future Month? The Toxins of Speculative Fiction, and the Antidote that is Janelle Monae Note: this is the not-fully-proofed not-final draft of the essay. If you haven’t done so yet, check out both! In celebration of Janelle Monae’s new album, which I’ve bought but haven’t listened to yet since I’m holding it as a carrot/reward for meeting certain writing goals over the next few weeks… here’s an essay that I wrote for Jonathan Wright’s ADVENTURE ROCKETSHIP! Let’s All Go To The Science Fiction Disco anthology. ![]()
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