MAN OF THE FUTURE.

Putaruru Press, Volume VII, Issue 281, 28 March 1929, Page 2

MAN OF THE FUTURE.

A PROFESSOR’S PROPHECY. Professor A. M. Low is a scientist with the prophetic instinct, and has a. stimulat ng way of looking, as far a 3 that may be possible, into the dim future. He may also be suspected of possessing a pleasing sense of humour. Returning, in a lecture before the Institute of Patentees and no doubt a very suitable audience, to the ever interesting subject of the man of the future, he envisages him as a creature who will dispense with, regular meals, rely for sustenance upon tabloids, and undergo ray treatment dur.ng sleep. Whether or not the ray treatment is to compensate for the tablcids is not explained. The children of the future, runs the revelation, will be brought up from birth in a way that will fit them for their careers. Gone will be the presert thoughtless, happy days of childh(«od in which so many boys decided to become engine drivers or something of the kind, and man’s bleating progeny will be injected with serum, and fed with tablets that have no ccnnection with railroads, in accordance with the profession or trade which the child is to embrace. A terrible state of affa rs will be brought about if mistakes should be made over the serum or concerning the nature of the tablets, but that will be the anxiety and responsibility of posterity. Of the • tabloid eating man we have, of ccurse, [heard before. He has been coming for some time past, but, thanks be, he is still to come, for it is hard to believe that he w.ll be exactly human. Men are not the eaters in the grand manner that their forefathers were in tines when a banquet was a. Gargantuan affair indeed, but they still do themselves tolerably in that line and have not altogether forgotten the art of d'ning. When they come finally to. the tabloid stage and ray treatment during sleep—if Nature’s soft nurse be not an affrighted fugitive—perhaps they will more or less; resemble the creations of the exotic fancy of: Mr Wells, and. be all forehead and no stomach. Blit it is still the age of the stomach and of the cook and of the restaurant, and it is no doubt the happier on that account. So, with equananimity w.e can leave the gastronomic future, tc tLe generations that are to come, wishing them joy of the tabloid and well in their search forthe Elixir of Life and the Philoso--1 pher’s Stone.