The Skeeter Daddle Diaries

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I know, I know, you just finished giving to our local charities, probably gave til it hurt. So to mention in these inflationary times that perhaps you should consider giving more might seem a quixotic ask. But! The big boyz, the billionaire class, the captains of industry and the tech moguls, they’re all trooping down to Mar-a-Lago to offer fiscal help to their fellow billionaire toward his coronation ceremony in January, surely not to toadie up to m’lord, but merely to offer some small monetary assistance, no doubt without the slightest smidgeon of expecting any quid pro quo from his administration. This is just good citizens engaged in high social purpose, nothing more.

It isn’t too late for the rest of us. Even if you’ve bought the sneakers or the perfume or the Fight Fight Fight t-shirts or the commemorative coins or the ballpoint pen set or the action Trump figure bobble head or the NFT trading cards or the Trump Bible or the autographed guitar or the presidential cigars or the embossed wine glasses or the MAGA gear or all of the above, you can still help. Not to curry favor, but to support the country. After all, if the rich can find it in their hard hearts to help, surely you can too.

Inaugurations cost money, friend. So do lawsuits and felony cases. We’re talking teams of folks, accountants, attorneys, pardoned criminals, hair stylists, the list is as long as the Trump merchandise and certainly as expensive. Why not dig deep in your pocket and find it in yourself to help? What you hold back from the Food Bank or the Free Health Clinic, trust me, trust him!, it will give returns far exceeding your paltry gift. That trickle down economics will be a hundred year flood. The rich aren’t going to be the only ones to get a little richer. Open your hearts and definitely open your wallets. America is on course to be great again, bet yer bottom dollar. And, if you’ve recently been convicted of a crime, this might be your get out of jail free card. Or even an appointment as an ambassador or head of a federal department. Generosity doesn’t need to be selfless….

News blurb: A Waymo car went up in flames in San Francisco’s Chinatown after a crowd surrounded it, scrawled graffiti, smashed windows and then threw a firework inside the driverless vehicle in the middle of a crowded street Saturday night.

Now, I’m not really certain a driverless taxi cab qualifies as a cyborg or a robot, but it definitely has similarities. But I’m willing to celebrate the good folks of San Francisco for what no doubt will be the opening salvo against the coming Android Apocalypse. Admittedly the cab wasn’t armed with defensive weaponry which will be required gear in the near future. And eventually the robo-cars will outfit with offensive firepower. Start with tasers, tear gas, work up to more lethal strategies if required.

Right now, though, the AI assisted automobile has few defenses, making it a prime target for anti-android citizens. Start with destroying a wheeled droid and move on to whatever iteration the Silicon Tech Boyz inflict on a fairly clueless society whose members mostly trust the puerile billionaires to act in humanity’s best interest. Sure. If you define humanity as themselves….

The Luddites of the early 1800’s battled the industrialization of their weaving guilds by smashing the mechanical looms in burgeoning factories. Didn’t take long to squash that revolt … and it won’t take long to round up these modern technophobes either. But it does strike a blow against the empire, does it not? A small spark that might ignite a revolution. The bots are coming and the android evolution will be like nothing the old Luddites could ever have imagined. First the machines will replace jobs, then they’ll replace us. Probably why the Silicon Valley geniuses are building vast underground bunkers and stocking them with caviar and champagne. They plan to be the last ones standing. Which might be true, but only for a very short time. Their inventions aren’t going to be calling them Daddy when they come calling one last time.