Of course, if someone successfully built a time machine and changed the past, the rest of the world wouldn’t have a clue. From our perspective, the future would unfurl exactly as it was supposed to.
I mulled this concept over idly as I drove my Triceratops to work.
Thomas Tilton enjoys restoring old woolly mammoths.
Three hundred years from now, they still have AA meetings. After the meetings end, before the attendees take off in their flying cars or hop on airlifts to their dingy floating halfway houses, some still chew nervously at the rims of their Styrofoam coffee cups, unable to grasp the future.
Thomas Tilton is pretty sure the coffee is mud.