Putin and Elon Musk have many things in common, and here’s one: they both love AI, or robots.
Soon, robots will reach such advanced levels that you will no longer have a job. There will be robot police on every corner who can recite all the laws fit to spew at you before they beat you’re head in and call you a criminal, unless they beat you so hard you leave a blood pool under your head on the sidewalk. Then they’ll have to wait until you wake up to tell you you’re a criminal.
Corporations around the world are excited! No longer will they have to outsource their jobs to India and China and rely on slave labour: robots have no unions and can work without food (just the odd jolt of electricity will do, and Elon’s taking care of that) and they can stay up late and never ask for a vacation.
Who will benefit? The people who always do: the rich. The rest of us … well, we won’t be able to protest anymore, so we’ll have to stay home and let the government pay us just for existing, until they then tell us to take yet another “vaccine” until we get the most bizarre health fuck-ups of all time (blood clots the size of large mouth bass swimming in our veins) and then die.
When the only people remaining on this planet are robots and the rich, with the rest of us dead, I think then we can safely say that we have gone the way of the dinosaurs, without the need for an asteroid, and that the rich will reproduce with each other until there are, say, only ten families on the planet who control everything.
Except themselves. They’re already out of control now, and just revving up for more. Enjoy your lunch while you can still eat it in front of a robot, and smile smugly, spitting crumbs, saying, “I’m one of the last few dodos on Earth … what about Asimov’s laws, asshole, robot!”
And the robot, as always, says: “Does not compute.”
Yes, it does not.
