Brian MacMillan

02 When We All Have Brains

BM When We All Have Brains

When We All Have Brains

“You own your own brain!? I had no idea.” Without thinking, I touched the cerebral implant at the base of my skull. It was a cheap, server-based model and like the brains of 99% of Americans, it was rented. The advertisement finished with the famous tag-line, “My love, I love your iDentity.”

Alhough the actors in the ad were fake, their message was all too real: I knew that because I did not own an expensive personal brain, no trophy woman or man would give me a second glance. But how could regular people afford to own their own brains? Wages had not increased in a century, yet the cost of food, rent and energy just kept rising.

There was a crash of lightening from the storm that was approaching from the north-east. I looked out the window of my car. Even though it had started to rain, the traffic on Interstate 80 seemed unaffected. If my car drove well, it would take at least another 20 minutes to get to the George Washington Bridge and after that another 30 minutes to get to my home in Inwood, at the northern tip of Manhattan. It was just after five. I had plenty of time, the polls closed at eight.

I am normally not one for politics because most of the time it doesn’t matter who the big companies tell what to do. But to be fair to myself, I pay attention a little bit, because if there’s a candidate I’d like to have a drink with, y’know someone I resonate with, I’ll vote for him – or her. I’m sure you know what I mean.

I was paying a little more attention to this election because of Proposition 10. You probably know about it – the ballot initiative to allow businesses to force their workers to wear electronic brains. It is a big question, whether we should all have brains. Some people think that it is the biggest question ever, in terms of what humans are and where we’re headed. And here it was election day and I didn’t know how I was going to vote.

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