Hey, I wrote this essay for school. Just thought someone might want to see the kind of crap I crank out for class...
The prompt is how can technology help response times to natural disasters, sorry it's not spellchecked.
Its a fine and glorious day! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and all the cats are hiding under sturdy things. With a growing sense of dread, you too begin to start looking for somewhere safe, but it's too late. The ground grumbles and swells, and buildings start to come crashing down, many narrowly missing your head. Five minutes later, you're buried under a huge pile of rubble with nothing but a cat to eat should the rescue team take too long in finding you. Now what?
Fortunately for you, this is the year 2050, and many technological advances have been made. The Virtual UN has already conviened online and voted to send more than 300 Million dollars to help rebuild, with their deliberations helped along by voice translation software developed by Google. The rescue teams are aided with handheld sonar devices designed to help scan through large quantities of dirt and find survivors. After finding them, steamshovels with shovels built out of carbon nanotube weaves help dig them out. The cats survive.
It
was a fine and glorious day. Now, you have no home, and food in the nearby future seems iffy too. So now what? Not to worry, you just head down to the nearby Amphibious Emergency Provisions Vehicle, conveniently provided by the Global Buearu Of Saftey, where energy bars packed with protiens and assorted nutrients are being distributed. There you also get a small mark on the back of your hand with a sharpie, to indicate you've recieved a protien bar.
To indicate where your house was, nanoswarms are already measuring the regions of the country affected by the disaster, and are redrawing the regions where reconstruction should occur and sending back data to a central server, which in turn calculates the amount of builders plastic to produce. The plastic is then shipped out in unmanned robotic trucks to wherever construction is needed. Once there, the trucks unfold out what is basically a gigantic printer: it reads in the surveys from the nanobot swarm and lays down the plastic in corresponding layers. You just sit and watch, because the mild sedative effects of a good meal are starting to take hold.
About five hours later, your house is rebuilt and the vast majority of the debris has been cleared and carted off to be recycled. As you go back inside, you think to yourself, "Why do these things always have to happen on weekends...?"
