In fact, I speculate in a billion years, Magic Kingdom won't even be there anymore.
Sooner than that I think, which reminds me of a story
Walt wakes in his room. He doesn’t know what day it is, what time it is; there are no windows in this room, and to Walt, it looks futuristic. “This room gives me some ideas for Tomorrowland”, he says to himself.
A man enters the room and takes a seat next to Walt.
“Hello Walt, my name is Bob Iger. For many, many generations my family has been running The Walt Disney Company”.
Walt’s eyes open wide, “generations? What are you talking about? The last thing I knew I was working on a new TV project that I wanted that kid Kurt Russell for, and working on EPCOT for the Florida project. As soon as I am out of here I must get back to work on EPCOT”.
The heart monitor alarm goes off; a nurse is in the room quickly.
The nurse said, “I told you this was going to happen.” The nurse gives Walt a shot and he calms down.
Bob says, “Walt let me try to explain. You have been, ah,
in a coma, for a long time now. What year do you think it is?”
Walt says, “Are you kidding me, its 1966”
Bob says, “The year is 2171.”
Walt’s eyes open wide, he asks, “What about my family, what about, Lillian, Diane, Sharon, Roy?”
Bob says, “All gone, decades ago”
Walt’s eye’s fill with tears. He asks, “Why did you wake me?”
Bob says, “Frankly Walt, we need your help”
Walt asks, “Is there a problem with Disneyland; the Florida project?”
Bob says, “Well they no longer exist”
Walt asks, “What happened?”
Bob says, “Well that’s a long story. We need your help
here”
Walt asks, “Where am I anyway?”
Bob says, “That’s the thing, long story short, Disneyland; the Florida project are gone because the Earth is gone. We are on Mars. All of human kind lives on Mars now.
Bob looks into Walt’s eyes and says, “Mars needs a Disneyland”
After a pause to take in what Bob has said, Walt eyes open bright. With excitement he says, “Let’s get to work! I have an idea about an attraction based on Song of the South.”
Bob accesses his meta implant in his head. In his ear the implant reports back “No data found for Song of the South, information was most likely was lost in the cyber wars of 2060.”
Bob says to Walt, “Hmm, I have ever heard of it. Whatever you say Walt, let’s get to work!”