Today's New York Times
has a story in which various folks are asked for their predictions of what life in NYC will be like a century from now. It will likely shock no reader of this blog that no science fiction writers are on the list. However, some of the responses are of interest, including this insightful one by dance master Bill T. Jones, which is the response most congruent with my own sense of the city's future. My only quibble is that I don't think it will take us 100 years to reach this point. And I feel that what Jones has to say about the future of dance is also true for reading and writing.
BILL T. JONES
Choreographer and founder of the Bill T. Jones/Arnie Zane Dance Company
Because I think we will lose the battle with global warming, and because I think a nuclear device will be exploded somewhere on the planet, New York will be quite a different place. The less fortunate will go hungry and some may be crippled, but there will be enclaves of great opulence.
The likes of a Lincoln Center will be constantly under surveillance and surrounded by police officers. Our cultural landmarks will be supported by private individuals with private armies. Dance will enjoy a precious place; it will be a darling of these survivors.
People will want artists to return them to certain periods. They will suffer what I call hyper-nostalgia as they look back to a time when people talked robustly about ideas like democracy. Our age will be seen as a glorious last hurrah. Period dancing will be highly prized, almost like an exotic sweet. There will be some people who lose themselves in looking backward.
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