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There's little rolling ice chests around downtown (they look like the land vehicle from the 1960's "Lost in Space"). They have a little flag and deliver punky little things like beverages and food orders. They even interact with kids who jump around them, flashing smiley faces and heart-shaped eyes on their front screen. Creepy. I think it costs $7 to get a delivery to your door. How lazy have we gotten that we can't walk our sorry butts down to the Jamba Joint to get our own damned milkshake? How cheap is oil that we can afford the-mega infrastructure to power and guide one punky little machine, so we can suck down sugar and fat? How hypnotized are we that we ignore the fact that even if we have to have the food delivered, that a human does not have a job because this machine has it now?
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MASSIVE CORN CLOG IN PORT 7.
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How hypnotized are we that we ignore the fact that even if we have to have the food delivered, that a human does not have a job because this machine has it now? Correction: fewer people have jobs as a result; for every cashier and other type of employee that would have done this job or another for a different kind of robot delivery service, there are people employed in the construction, oversight, and maintenance of the robots. While this may be a useful service to certain small group of people (home-bound, the medically challenge, etc.), I too find it lazy. And what about human interaction? Or seeing a cute cashier that may end up being your wife. Geez.
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