I feel like I missed out. By the 3rd year at my programne, you were down to 1-2 women per class. Maybe because it was a state school, they didn’t have the budget to forcefem the students.

Transhumanity would be exciting if they had cool visions. I’d be all over raising a creche of draconic children.

But no, it’s just rich people gluing a Palm Pilot to their cerebrllum or doing a dance to shoo away the reaper.

I’m pretty sure it’s actually those shoulder pads.

I will say there was a period around the turn of the century where everything got very “My This, My That, My Everything” branded. I think after e-Everything but before iEverything. It felt like living in a world designed by a three-year-old in the “My” phase.