Utopia? Say what?
Young man with dreams, imagine this, you’re sitting on a bus pissing down with rain, human shit all over the place – smells, bits of rubbish, a big wad of chewing gum plastered to the seat in front of you. Peak hour. The old guy in the seat behind you leans forward and says, “On Queensland ABC the other night there was an interview with some uni students, they we asked about their visions of the future, say in 50yrs…