In a recent jaunt with the janky time machine, I uncovered a physical disc containing the entire Netflix library - a mind-boggling amount of content crammed onto a single, physical piece of media.
In my primeline, we've been conditioned to accept the ephemeral nature of streaming services. We pay exorbitant fees for the illusion of ownership, blissfully unaware that our access to cherished content can be revoked at any moment. But in this timeline, it seems our future counterparts have wised up to the charade.
Imagine a world where your favorite shows and movies aren't held hostage by the whims of corporate overlords or the fragility of the cloud. A world where you can truly possess the content you love, free from the fear of it vanishing into the digital ether.
This Netflix disc is a testament to the resurgence of physical media, a defiant middle finger to the subscription-based model that has us trapped in a cycle of perpetual rental. No more frantic binges before a series disappears, no more agonizing over lost access to cherished memories1. With this artifact, the power is back in your hands.
But let's not forget the sheer technological marvel this disc represents. Petabytes upon petabytes of data, compressed and etched onto a single surface2. It's a feat of engineering that would make our present-day data hoarders drool with envy.
Perhaps this artifact is a harbinger of a future where we reclaim control over our media consumption, where the concept of ownership regains its rightful place. Or perhaps it's a cautionary tale, a reminder that our reliance on digital services is a house of cards, waiting to crumble at the slightest disturbance.
Regardless of its ultimate significance, this artifact serves as a reminder of the fragility of our current digital existence. It's a wake-up call, urging us to question the value we place on true ownership and the sacrifices we make for the illusion of convenience.
Embrace the tangible, cherish the permanent, and never take for granted the fleeting nature of our digital reality. Because in the end, it's the physical artifacts that endure, while the cloud remains a mere whisper in the wind.
I got really burned out on media by the late 90s. I was ready for streaming way before it was a thing, but it took a good 15 years to get there, and I sort of skipped past DVDs - I owned VHS recorders my whole adult-ish life up until like 2007. I do NOT miss lugging around thousands of tapes.