It seems that, whenever I get engrossed in a thing - an idea or a project - the world suddenly joins me by going along with the theme...
I'm sure that it's a matter of becoming sensitized to a subject and therefore noticing what you'd otherwise overlook. (Like the expectant parent suddenly noticing children everywhere!) Surely the world doesn't start stalking you? But, however it works, I'm being stalked by the subjects of Space and AI.
Well, AI is the subject everywhere right now... As regular, non-tech-first people begin to see and to understand AI's presence everywhere. And its growing threat to jobs, certainly, but more than that. (Threatening jobs is bad enough: no jobs means no money and no health insurance here in the US. And where will young career people get their experience, if AI does all the"easy" work? It's worth worrying about.)
And Space? I'm on quite a reading binge, having just discovered the Liaden Universe series, by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller. (Only 30 years late!) An excellent, page-turning, many-volumed space opera which I'm really enjoying... in that great "Oh. Is it 2:00 am?" way. Loving it! (I'd suggest starting with Agent of Change HERE.)
On a whim yesterday, one in my household (possibly tired of watching me read?) suggested we go to the matinee of the latest play at Kitchen Dog Theater: Absentee, by Julia Doolittle.
Really, really good! I'll put the blurb at the bottom of the page, if you're curious, but, basically, it's set in space and features AI. Chiming perfectly with my personal theme-of-the-moment. Life is funny that way. This is an excellent production: the script, the acting, and the production values! (I had to turn down designing this show and now I'm so sad. The set, by Brian Woffard, is wonderful! Now I'm having those envious doubts... would I have thought of a set this cool?!) The lighting too and... well, see for yourself. Grab a ticket!
Far out in the Milky Way, “Beacons” serve as lighthouses for warping spaceships around the galaxy. When a U.S. Space Forces ship explodes near Beacon 44.AR.90, its Operator finds herself alone in deep space with only her ship’s A.I. for companionship. That is, until a persistent canvasser calls, desperate to convince her to vote absentee in the 2088 election. As the Operator finds herself waiting over days and weeks and months for the clean up to be over, she finds she has to come to terms with her isolation, grief, and her political voice. Winner of the 2019-2020 Woodward/Newman Drama Award


