Listen to me now: Never, never take these computer people at face value. As soon as they build a machine of overwhelming might they are going to send it against you and everyone you love. Not to kill you (unless you live in a certain part of the world where it is legal to kill as many people as you want) but to make your life just a little bit worse, a little bit more undignified every year. They already have. Your mother will drive herself into spasms of religious hysteria over reels, your father will not watch TV anymore, he will watch precariously aged AI golfers hit the skimpiest of shots out of the bunker, your brother will come home from work on friday and wire his salary directly into a 19 way parlay. It doesn't matter how many cars drive themselves, it doesn't matter how many solar panels we build, it doesn't matter how high the Sea Wall goes, it doesn't matter how low the delivery prices get. Every dream of prosperity is backed up by your perpetual shitdrinking out of the piss trough. You're going to pay for it all with, in the most literal and straightforward sense, brain damage. Their bag is secured by your future head injuries