a flash-fiction piece
Around the conference hall, 500 people sat taking in the identical image on each of 500 tablets: a circular red button upon a plain white field.
“This, ladies and gentlemen,” said the white coated speaker from the stage, “is the Bleeding Edge! It is so out there that no one, not even the developers, know what will happen when anyone hits that button!”
Pausing for effect, he allowed the audience’s murmur to build and subside before continuing in softer tones,
“It may be something good, or something… not so good.”
There followed a haunting silence as they considered the meaning, then a figure from about the middle, and slightly to the right, stood up brandishing their tablet and stabbed dramatically at the red button with an outstretched digit. There was a gasp! But then nothing seemed to happen.
“Ha!” exclaimed the individual and, throwing down the tablet, added, “Bleeding waste of time and money.”
At that precise quantum moment, the star of a distant solar system exploded, casting its planets far and wide, and setting one of its smaller satellites on a direct trajectory for Earth. It would take 3,000 millennia to reach its tragic destination, though by then, no one will remember the event in the hall, much less the name of the one responsible for pressing the button.
Even so, questions will be asked.
The term, The Bleeding Edge, is a new one to me. It means the very forefront of technological development, even ahead of the “cutting edge”. It is thought to be so far ahead that its consequences are uncertain.
The image above is for illustration purposes only. Please, on no account press it.