The only jobs soon available to a growing world population will be offered to robots.
The only graduation possible will be to be transformed into one of them – or be physically eliminated.
This will be the end of human slavery (we won’t be there as humans anymore), the beginning of human naught, the crowning of the Industrial Revolution in the soulless splendor of Robotdom.
Unless we take down the whole nonsensical chibagne now. And we won’t do it.
How will it happen, then ?
I don’t know, but the stupid splendor of it all tells me it will crumble in the pit of its own moronic boring-to-death uglyness. When ? I don’t know.
All the rest is senseless noise. Like the cheap musical score of a B movie composed by a set of chips. Continue reading