Where's My Jetpack perfectly sums up a regular whinge of mine. Why is the 21st century not as exciting as the future that science fiction promised?
It also has to be the shiniest book I have read. I read it on the underground during my daily commute and I could see the sparkly pages constantly catching people's eyes.
The book covers:
Advanced transportation (jetpacks, zeppelins, moving sidewalks, self-steering cars, flying cars, hoverboards, teleportation)
Future-tainment (underwater hotel, dolphin guides, space vacations, holograms, smell-o-vision, robot pets)
Superhuman abilities (mind-reading, anti-sleeping pills, invisible camouflage, artificial gills, x-ray specs, universal translator)
The home of the future (robot servants, unisex jumpsuits, smart houses, food pills, skyscrapper cities)
Humans in space (ray gun, space mirror, space elevator, cryogenic freezing, moon colony)
The book is fun and occasionally enlightening but the closest Wilson comes to a serious answer to his question is to blame the litigation culture. If we sue over hot coffee then imagine what fun lawyers would have with jetpacks and flying cars.