Who are you when the machine can do it all, and death is optional?
This isn't a book about the machines taking your job. It's the question they're forcing on all of us, and it's a question as old as people. Who are you, underneath what you do for others?
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Obsolete
Who are you when the Machine can do it all, and Death is optional?
The job is going, and the life is lengthening. Every other book on this takes one thing for granted: that there's a self for whom a long life is worth having. For twenty years in the chair, and two of them sitting with people in the last rooms of their lives, I learned the self is often never built. The function did its work instead. Obsolete is about the person underneath, and it's about you.
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It's for everyone. If you've ever been the one who was needed, by anyone, for anything, it's about you.
For your whole life, being needed has answered the question of who you are. It was never only a demand. It was an anaesthetic. The machine is now withdrawing it while you're still wide awake, with most of your life still in front of you. That's the reckoning this book is about, and the way through it.