Jim’s Daily Rant. Adapting After AI Ends Many Jobs.

The headlines are most frightening, a low rumbling of a distant storm getting louder.

Hints by the Elites that there will be even fewer jobs and perhaps the need for a die-off to thin our herd. Just imagine a young bride with a louder biological clock then ever, unsure.

But alas, we’ve been here before and survived it. Remember the steam engine, tractors, super ships, trucks, Electricity with a big “E”, gasoline with engines and computers?

BUT NOW, we face the threatening AI (bigger computer) that is spoken of, as well as the unspoken Med-Beds, Free Energy and Quantum Physics being practiced by the individual!

Without those jobs that will be no longer needed, how will humanity survive the rat race? Are we moving into the arena of suicide thoughts? Should young brides abandon long time dreams of family?

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It ain’t that hard folks – just imagine.

Imagine a time of job sharing, two persons performing that forty hour job but with each just working twenty hours per week? Then add in pay in current terms equivalent to each working today at forty hours a week?

Get the picture? The only thing missing is the spark to change the world all at once, on the same day, to make such a change in our mind sets to create that change in our reality. But then again . . . ., it doesn’t have to be the entire world all at once, just one local community at a time. It can agree to adopt that new way. Just stew on that for awhile.

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But now what would humans do with that saved 20 hours per week? They could be free to self actualize; to create themselves to be the greatest version of the highest vision they ever had of themselves, that’s all.

Or they can take the advice of Mother Nature to grant young brides their inner wish of family and family legacy, only now with better partnerships. Is Mother Nature too old to feel the excitement of a young bride again?

Imagine a world in which newly-weds no longer have to live on just love and lunch-meat.