Everyone’s heard of the Matrix. The movies (well, depending on who you talk to, the first one only counted) had everyone ponder, waxing philosophical on the nature of reality and what if we indeed were living out our lives in a simulated world – and conversely were in reality living out our natural lives as these living batteries, wasting away to power our robotic overlords in wistful ignorant slumber. The rise in role playing and people wanting to be called NEO attested to this.
Most well-adjusted people knew this was simply a movie. It was a fantasy, there are no robot overlords. Or at least if we did have overlords using us, they’d at least not be so faulty as to allow such a deviation as Mr. Anderson to exist or would’ve figured out how to un-blot the sun (or live without it) and not be dependent on the very things they conquered to live.
