Clint's small-time droid outfit

I heard recently that perhaps, in the not-so-far-away future, droids may be capable of performing most of the labor that today is performed by humans like me and cyborgs like you.  Apple has apparently developed some such "learn-ed" robot technology that I thought existed since Terminator 2 was released.  Boy was I wrong.  Turns out it's taken almost 30 years to develop a Skynet prototype.  Dark days of automated nuclear armageddon ahead, or an enlightened path for man (and a path of drudgery for androids)?  For one, I am happy that I will no longer have to scrape road paint or rework dental floss for use by the geriatrics.  However, I have a sense of encroaching doom that no longer will all of mankind be able to apply himself to manual tasks and toils of labor.  These tasks, of course, lead to much provocative thought and eventually a deep sense of accomplishment probably necessary for our psychological well-being.  The rebuttal to this is that eliminating these labors from the lives of the human species will lead to a vast pool of ultra-intellectuals with nearly infinite time to dedicate to bettering himself and society.  We clearly have no intention currently of bettering anything, so I guess any plan is worth a shot, right?  Sure.  Without work, it's certainly not in human nature to get high all day and watch Netflix while typing Dorito-fingered text messages to others doing the same thing. I'm sure nobody would be doing that - just reading Bertrand Russell, Max Weber, Pascal, Voltaire, etc., and coming up with futuristic social theory that will make for a satisfactory and comfortable existence for all.  No more black market for organs, bad organ music, satanic circles, adolescent sexual repression, mall robberies, gas riots, or head on car crashes; no more of that, just more happiness.

Sadly, and very sadly indeed, the only place that I know of that's learned their lesson about the broken promise of technology is West Allis.  There, they have no intention of ever advancing.  It is true that sometimes this has negative impacts as is evident by touring the place, but they have learned the hard way the bone scraping pain of the alternatively soul-crushing experience of technological dreaming. 

Maybe this is a contradiction, but I would love for some droids to take over my monotonous daily task list as previously noted.  I will also not live in West Allis.  I am evidence that, with the exception of this enigmatic (and by my own standards, unlivable) place, people everywhere are ultimately short term susceptible and apathetic.  I will name my first droid Zelda.