Meandering Monday about the Old Man vs. the Machine

I’m a Boomer (one of the youngest in that generation.) I remember a woman from the generation before mine who never used her dishwasher to wash dishes – for her it was just a drying rack for what she had hand-washed. I’m not sure whether it was because she considered hand-washing superior, or the electric dishwasher wasteful, or maybe she didn’t know how to use the dishwasher.

I occasionally do online surveys about technology – or start to – but I seem to become disqualified when they ask my age (as though older people don’t have any valid opinions about tech.) Sometimes I get past the survey-age gate keepers and they ask how frequently I use certain types of tech, and I don’t use it enough to qualify (but they never ask WHY I don’t use it very much.

My junk mail (yes, I still get snail-mail advertising) says I’m an expert on cremation, assisted living, hearing aids and funeral homes, and that I have no interest in cruises or singles groups (I don’t, and not just because my significant one would not be pleased.) It’s a measure of the demographic box that advertisers put everyone in.

We all tend to resist change and cling to the familiar (the Devil you know versus the Devil you don’t know DOES mean something), but it’s part of a survival technique – if everything around us (not the OLD FOLKS us, but ALL of US) were to suddenly change, we wouldn’t be able to cope – we’re used t filtering out all the things we’re used to seeing so we can focus on the threat, and with NOTHING the same as it was, that lion could walk right up to us and we’d be too overwhelmed to notice it.

We’re getting ready for a visit with a new doctor, and they want us to fill out our medical history online. I know eventually all these computer records will have value, and some super-smart A.I. assistant will be able to diagnose all our issues and solve all our problems. Of course, that nirvana is a ways off. Artificial Intelligence is coming along, but so far we’re still doing a better job at Artificial Stupidity. I’m not blaming the machines – they can’t be any smarter than the people who built them. Garbage in, garbage out (think, or the Iowa Caucus.)

I’d probably be willing to pick an electronic doctor if I knew they were better than a human one. A good robot over a sloppy human. It’s not about technology, but competence. Just saying…


Swordsmaster4Swordsmaster – my first novel – is ready for your reading pleasure, so give it a read, won’t you?

Fate is neither something to run away from, nor something to run towards.

The first bright-eye to be seen on the mountain in living memory, Sandrik didn’t want anyone to think of him as they did the ominous Aurae of legend, so he had worked hard to keep his special abilities hidden. But there was more to Sandrik than even he knew. Now that it was time for him to enter the ancient ruins of Taernfeld and be declared a man, what other changes might he be forced into?

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