The short story's already supposed to be dead three times over, books relics, paper obsolete, cars flying and we all own domestic service robot s-- and the Roomba wasn't exactly what I was thinking of; all it can do is vacuum. Oh, and we were all supposed to have killed each other with nuclear technology when the Cold War went hot because few people could imagine the Cold War ending any other way.So, nope. No flying cars -- hybrid cars, but none of them fly. No lack of paper or of books, or of people wanting to buy paper and write books. And the only robot in our lives is a giant cat toy.