I’ve never been much of a sci-fi geek because aliens and bright beams of light tend to freak me out. I remember watching Space Jam as a child and nervously chewing on popcorn to hide my anxiety. It also does not help that there was a strange Nickelodean cartoon called Butt-ugly Martians. I’m not lying.
We are beautiful, no matter what they say. Words can’t bring us down.
But recently I have been addicted to the series Warehouse 13, which is about two agents assigned to a secret warehouse where all the supernatural artifacts are stored. Well, the show is definitely way more interesting than what I just described. There’s Lewis Carroll’s looking glass! There’s Mata Hari’s stockings! And of course, no sci-fi fest is complete without a time machine.
Time machine and it’s inventor, the very. very. pretty H. G. Wells.
If time machine was a real thing, which day would you travel to and what changes would it make? Oh hey, read that with a firm, deep voice and you will sound like a motivational speaker looking to cause a shame spiral in your audience.
My choice would be to the day Adolf Hitler was born. I would take that baby and Peter Pan him all the way to Neverland. (If time machines exist, Neverland has got to be a reality too, right?) Just like that, millions of people saved. Also, that would save me lots of sleepless nights memorizing the chapters on Germany in my History textbooks. More importantly, that would most probably delete the second World War from our collective history and the entire humankind can go about our mundane lives thinking that we are smart enough to avoid making the same mistake twice.