Sci fi authors imagined future worlds where reality would be masked by drugs. The drugs have arrived. They just take the form of phone and computer screens whi

Sci fi authors imagined future worlds where reality would be masked by drugs. The drugs have arrived. They just take the form of phone and computer screens which keep games, forums, but even selective news true or fake in front of our eyes, sometimes BS office memos. We don't know how to make drugs alter our vision, mood, perception of the world to outright provide a "better" one. But we don't really need them. We know how to achieve that with screens and software. (And for the rest, SSRIs and such can alter our mood without even bothering to change the stimulus.) It is surprising when you look up (from your screen) in the train and see everyone captured by their own reality - which is our new shared reality? Kind of? Pretty close for sci-fi. The BS office memo asks us to justify our usefulness by Monday fist thing or report to reactor shielding (too soon? too soon.)