In the future we will all be Uber drivers, except for a few lucky passengers, and because we will be so many, we’ll work twenty hour days for loose change, until Uber goes to robot-cars, at which point we’ll all be eating our young.
New York Stories
(I’ve got to start writing content for this blog again. In the meantime, I’m reposting this piece from November, which holds up well I think.) (11/18/16) At this moment, I’m sitting in New York’s Winter Garden, across the street from One World Trade. It was the first place to be rebuilt after 9/11. It’s difficult […]