I want to believe that all of us will be itinerant, wandering poets in a future where all the work gets done by obedient robots…but there’s every reason to believe it’ll be somewhat less perfect.
Read the essay at A Cross of Silicon
I want to believe that all of us will be itinerant, wandering poets in a future where all the work gets done by obedient robots…but there’s every reason to believe it’ll be somewhat less perfect.
Read the essay at A Cross of Silicon