I have wasted all my life .. on a Glowing Piece of Plastic



As the man says “A Wasted life in fluorescent lights for a hard earned buck or two… ”

We have written here about the depression and alcohol and drug abuse that can set in when robots have taken your job. But, what about those pathetic loser’s that actually get to KEEP their job and work a meaningless existence? What about those that don’t get the quick exit? What about the desperate, sad, deluded, blinded wage-slaves who embrace their chains for the sake of a thin dime.

In this upbeat article Mother Jones makes the point that everyone is going to lose their jobs. We previously made the same point, but for you lower life forms that can’t keep up here is it again:

I don’t care what your job is. If you dig ditches, a robot will dig them better. If you’re a magazine writer, a robot will write your articles better. If you’re a doctor, IBM’s Watson will no longer “assist” you in finding the right diagnosis from its database of millions of case studies and journal articles. It will just be a better doctor than you.

And CEOs? Sorry. Robots will run companies better than you do. Artistic types? Robots will paint and write and sculpt better than you. Think you have social skills that no robot can match? Yes, they can. Within 20 years, maybe half of you will be out of jobs. A couple of decades after that, most of the rest of you will be out of jobs.

They continue with examples…

Last October, an Uber trucking subsidiary named Otto delivered 2,000 cases of Budweiser 120 miles from Fort Collins, Colorado, to Colorado Springs—without a driver at the wheel. Within a few years, this technology will go from prototype to full production, and that means millions of truck drivers will be out of a job.

They go on to conclude:

Unfortunately, for those of us worried about robots taking away our jobs, these advances mean that mass unemployment is a lot closer than we feared—so close, in fact, that it may be starting already.

At that point they become lost in the big AI debate (True AI, Singularity, bla bla bla) … but the point of taking jobs is a crucial one.

20 years is a long time. 40 years longer. That is most peoples entire career. So if anything like this is true, we are all the last suckers in the world that will be working our lives away. After us … its milk and gravy.

“Money is the root fool… and you’ll be parted faster than you know”

So how does it feel to be the last generation of people that will have to work? It is kind of like being in the last generation of people that have to die. You can see the finish line. But you can’t get out of the desert. Its RIGHT THERE. You can almost touch it. But instead you have to go to work and waste away your days in a dreary fog of meaningless activities and stand up meetings. Code reviews, project plans, budget meetings, sales calls and issue tracking all ticking away the seconds and minutes that make up your lifespan.

And all so you can make enough $$ to pay for your tacobell and miller light while the next generation will be served free cavier and champaign by robot slaves.


Do yourself a favor today. Go outside. Breathe deep. You are the last of the Mohicans.

Have a great day!

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