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...Robot: it doesn't push the future in your face. Set in Chicago in 2035, the movie has a sensible, couple-of-years-hence look. Americans of the next '30s, the movie tells us, will still wear vintage sneakers (Converse 2004), drink Ovaltine and get home deliveries from FedEx. (We know this thanks to some of the most obtrusive product placement since Cast Away.) And morose gumshoes will obsessively patrol the streets for sophisticated robots that have an itch to be human. Yes, readers of future past, I, Robot--"suggested by" Isaac Asimov's pioneer collection of short stories published...
...Robot: it doesn't push the future in your face. Set in Chicago in 2035, the movie has a sensible, couple-of-years-hence look. Americans of the next '30s, the movie tells us, will still wear vintage sneakers (Converse 2004), drink Ovaltine and get home deliveries from FedEx. (We know this thanks to some of the most obtrusive product placement since Cast Away.) And morose gumshoes will obsessively patrol the streets for sophisticated robots that have an itch to be human. Yes, readers of future past, I, Robot - "suggested by" Isaac Asimov's pioneer collection of short stories published...
...nation's second largest railroad and tracking shipments of everything from coal to Wal-Mart clothing. Nine megascreens monitor the flow of goods on 200,000 railcars across 33,000 miles of track--Chinese merchandise rolling east from California, Midwest grain heading west and then to Asia, FedEx packages crisscrossing the nation. Last year this "old economy" business racked up record revenues of $9.4 billion...
Southern-style boiled peanuts to be exact—made fresh from South Carolina’s home-grown raw peanuts and FedEx-ed to all fifty states and even overseas. This valuable service is provided by the Lee Bros. Boiled Peanuts Catalog, which has been serving the cause of expatriate Southerners for the last ten years...
...make sure all the Hummers have gas. Most of these people signed up thinking that they would be going to reserve trainings a few weeks out of the year and earning some extra cash doing a patriotic duty. The pilot who flew me into Baghdad had been flying FedEx planes just a month earlier. Now, here we were, screaming through the desert on a C-130, banking back and forth in a series of nauseating maneuvers in order to avoid what he called “smoking fenceposts.” I call them rockets...