Publisher’s View: New Year 2040
Twenty years in the future, 2040. “So, Grandpa, what was it like during the pandemonium?” “That’s pandemic, sweetie.” Robert squinted into the iAir; his eight-year old granddaughter’s face pixilated into a rectangle, then a triangle, until finally settling back into being recognizably Mona. “How’re things on Mars?” “Good! Wanna see?” the view into the…