Dear daughter of 2030, …

Dear Daughter of 2030,

You were born on 24 January 2020.

And today, on 8 June 2020, I’m going to describe the world you’ll live in, in ten years’ time.

I hope you’ll read it then, on 8 June 2030. Most likely for your entertainment, given my chances of getting this right…

But most of what I’m doing at the moment seems to be for your entertainment too…

So, here it goes.

Your mum and I won’t have to make your breakfast. You’ll just have to say out loud the option you want when you first wake up and it’ll be almost completely ready by the time you sit down at the table.

Given the weather, the chance of rain and the day’s activities, your optimal choice of fashionably coherent outfits will appear before you virtually, for you to choose one. Your mother purchased this service after an unfortunate incident when she was away for a weekend, leaving me to take care of you.

Your calendar will remind you of what to pack for the day, and your mum won’t have to double check you got it right. She’ll get any warnings you’re about to forget your PE trainers too. All in time, not after you’ve left the house.

Your contact lenses will warn you if any unusual and suspicious people are lurking outside our door, or your school gate.

You’ll be driving yourself to school by now. Which sounds ridiculous today. But as I write this, cars still have drivers at the wheel, all the time. Self-driving cars are considered too dangerous! And ten-year-olds can’t “drive” themselves yet.

Should some self-driving lunatic in an old-timer crash into you, I’ll have priority access to the nearest Uber, which will have priority traffic access – flicking traffic lights to green as I need them to get to you. If you’re hurt, the ambulance will be on the way before you can remember the days when people had to manually call them. And they’ll be automatically briefed on your condition before they arrive at the scene.

At school you’ll work with Lego pieces that were custom designed by you and 3D printed, to test engineering ideas. You’ll check in on experiments in space, for which you can submit proposals. You’ll explore archaeological digs virtually and learn Japanese while others in your class learn German, French or Latin – whatever they choose – at the same time.

I’ll still be working from home, but having seamless conversations with colleagues too. Even though some of them work in Australia and New Zealand, you’ll know them as your friends, as they are mine, because we can invite them into our home virtually anytime.

I won’t have to follow you around the house, switching off the lights. They’ll do that themselves.

You won’t have to tell people to “hold the phone” while you look for me, after answering the family phone, like I did once. Phones used to be fixed in one place. Or had a maximum range to their “base station” within which they’d work…

Boilers, windows and blinds will be self-operating for your comfort. Something I can’t even imagine in the UK today. Even if they already did operate automatically in Germany when I was ten years old and living there…

Today, people here in England still have wooden windows, painted a crumbling flaking “white”. And those windows only stay open based on how difficult it is to close them again.

Our boilers today are less reliable than early SpaceX rockets. And when they do work, the temperature safety valves in the tap breaks, so the hot water can’t get through anyway. Strangest of all, the Britons are proud of their taps – you have to screw around with a hot and a cold one separately to adjust pressure and temperature!

If you get sick, we won’t go to the doctor or the pharmacy. The doctor will see you from the comfort of their home somewhere in Japan, because your mum thinks the NHS is stupid ever since they sent a sick midwife into your home the day after you were born. And then I had to go and see a doctor in the middle of a pandemic because the cough the midwife gave me didn’t stop for weeks…

The trip to the pharmacy will be spared too – the idea of having to mess about with a prescription, or even to queue, must be foreign to you. Can you think of anything dumber than making sick people go to the same place to get their medicine, and then have them line up there, right next to each other? No doubt you’ll have your medicine delivered by a drone which is authorised by a doctor and checks the identity of the recipient by scanning their face.

People in Britain today proud of their ability to queue. Instead of developing drone tech, which is already available in Rwanda and Ghana, they queue twice – once the doctor and once at the pharmacy – to get what they need! And they wonder why disease spreads in those environments…

If you forget to take the medicine, or do any household chores that still exist, your PlayStation won’t work and you won’t be able to call your best friend.

The temperature of your bed will be self-correcting, when it’s bedtime. As will the lighting and the blinds. Or do you even have blinds? Perhaps the windows will dim for you instead.

Your dream holiday will involve lower earth orbit. But you might settle for visiting your grandparents in Australia for the weekend – a flight time of just a few hours. If you do go, the pilots will be on the ground, not taking up valuable space on the plane itself.

In case you haven’t noticed, there’s a single thread which flows through everything I’ve mentioned. A technology set to launch as I write this in June of 2020. A technology that makes the things around you possible. Things we can’t even imagine yet.

Well, I’m not allowed to. Because my colleague Sam Volkering has recommended it to his subscribers at Revolutionary Tech Investor.

And you’ll always wonder why on earth I didn’t invest your Junior ISA funds into the company that makes it all possible…

Well, I’m not allowed to. Because my colleague Sam Volkering has recommended it to his subscribers at Revolutionary Tech Investor.

Nick Hubble
Editor, Southbank Investment Research

Category: Technology

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