Kit Bashir<p>“In five years—”, the beturtlenecked techsib on stage was saying, “—the future will be obsolete. Artificial Temporality engines can assimilate knowledge from all timeframes into an omniscient present where you can obtain the answer to any question before—”</p><p>“Stop the keynote!”. A young person, wearing iSights ran on stage. </p><p>Lowering their microphone, the presenter stepped toward the interloper, whispering furiously: “Jem, what the fuck?. Get off my stage!”</p><p>Whispered reply (I was in the front row, few heard it): “The demo, Your Executiveness, we got it working! It says in eleven quarters an atemporality excursion destroys civilisation.”</p><p>“I don’t care, we IPO in three.”. Back to the microphone: “As I was saying, gentlefolk, in five years—“</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/PowerOnStoryToot" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PowerOnStoryToot</span></a></p>