I’m nearing 60 and I feel like I must be about 110. Not physically, because I’m in great shape, bike 25-50 miles a day, work out, keep myself thin. But I’ve done so many different things in my life, different careers, lived lots of different places, that it feels like I’ve lived many lifetimes already. And since I grew up in the era of three TV channels, I think I’m already living in science fiction. People talk about their lives going by in a flash, but I kind of think that’s a consequence of just doing the same things day after day.
I’m mainly thankful that I don’t have any kids to worry about and that it’s possible I’ll be dead before the climate shit really hits the fan. Being killed by robots is looking very realistic, unfortunately.
I love this for you.
I feel like I ended up at 40 rather fucking fast, if you ask me. That said, I’ve done the math, and a large chunk of my time since high school has been a B.Sc. working and a M.Sc. throw in getting married and having kids and poof.
I haven’t done a lot of things but some pretty cool ones. I would like to do more but I’m busy with kids and mentoring young professionals and a bit of volunteer work.
they do our work for us, and that’s how they kill us!
Nobody dies from a fatal case of “unemployment” they die from lack of shelter (evictions at gunpoint and trespassing as a crime), lack of food and water (that would be theft, again shot and or imprisoned if one defends themselves against malnutrition/dehydration) and/or lack of medical care (when fentanyl is the only medication available…).
I’m nearing 60 and I feel like I must be about 110. Not physically, because I’m in great shape, bike 25-50 miles a day, work out, keep myself thin. But I’ve done so many different things in my life, different careers, lived lots of different places, that it feels like I’ve lived many lifetimes already. And since I grew up in the era of three TV channels, I think I’m already living in science fiction. People talk about their lives going by in a flash, but I kind of think that’s a consequence of just doing the same things day after day.
I’m mainly thankful that I don’t have any kids to worry about and that it’s possible I’ll be dead before the climate shit really hits the fan. Being killed by robots is looking very realistic, unfortunately.
I love this for you. I feel like I ended up at 40 rather fucking fast, if you ask me. That said, I’ve done the math, and a large chunk of my time since high school has been a B.Sc. working and a M.Sc. throw in getting married and having kids and poof.
I haven’t done a lot of things but some pretty cool ones. I would like to do more but I’m busy with kids and mentoring young professionals and a bit of volunteer work.
I need people to need me less lol.
we always assumed the robots would shoot us down in the street. instead, they do our work for us, and that’s how they kill us!
Nobody dies from a fatal case of “unemployment” they die from lack of shelter (evictions at gunpoint and trespassing as a crime), lack of food and water (that would be theft, again shot and or imprisoned if one defends themselves against malnutrition/dehydration) and/or lack of medical care (when fentanyl is the only medication available…).
I’d watch that movie though