Done Botxennials 1.2
In recent history we have seen the generations pitted against one another, hippies and the establishment, Millennial and just about everyone. However, the struggle of Botxennials, children born 2020 - 2035 dealing with their parents generation was significant.
It was the era of being replaced by robots. Many adults tried to resist, but first they were marginalized from real salary position jobs to some sort of contract work or another. Then, after they had no bargaining power and were living paycheck to paycheck, wave after wave of automation started reducing their value like the rising oceans engulfing Kiribati. Didn't seem to matter if you had a degree, work experience, there was an automaton of some sort that could do your job better, faster, cheaper.
But the Botxennials grew up with robots, nannybots in their cribs making sure they were breathing, alerting if there was a problem. Later, sitterbots would read them bed time stories, play games, be there to cuddle. And in those early language acquisition years, they learned Python, not so much the language itself, but how to use graphic representations to make their bots do something.
The same generation that hated and feared automation and AI were giving toylike versions to their own children that grew up knowing how they worked, partnered together, helped upgrade and program them. One job that didn't seem to be going out of style was bottender.
If you look closely at the demagraphics of the robusts at one of their gatherings, you quickly see they are most older, not many Botxennians think there is much point in burning a robot in effigy. To them it was violent and purposeless.
It was the era of being replaced by robots. Many adults tried to resist, but first they were marginalized from real salary position jobs to some sort of contract work or another. Then, after they had no bargaining power and were living paycheck to paycheck, wave after wave of automation started reducing their value like the rising oceans engulfing Kiribati. Didn't seem to matter if you had a degree, work experience, there was an automaton of some sort that could do your job better, faster, cheaper.
But the Botxennials grew up with robots, nannybots in their cribs making sure they were breathing, alerting if there was a problem. Later, sitterbots would read them bed time stories, play games, be there to cuddle. And in those early language acquisition years, they learned Python, not so much the language itself, but how to use graphic representations to make their bots do something.
The same generation that hated and feared automation and AI were giving toylike versions to their own children that grew up knowing how they worked, partnered together, helped upgrade and program them. One job that didn't seem to be going out of style was bottender.
If you look closely at the demagraphics of the robusts at one of their gatherings, you quickly see they are most older, not many Botxennians think there is much point in burning a robot in effigy. To them it was violent and purposeless.
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