If I was still in California, I’d be very tempted to get right in the face of devout computer touchers that still worship King Bazinga and laugh obnoxiously loud in their face in a way that might provoke a fistfight.
That’s how I feel right now. For some reason, this many layers of blantant lies with no consequences and credulous techbros still buying into it sort of entertains me but also pisses me off enough that throwing hands, just once, might feel good.
From what I can tell, this bazinga tech isn’t even replacing baristas or waiters and is just making them more invisible so they remotely operate a machine that makes misogynistic and racist techbros feel more comfortable.
If it’s remote controlled, they can work from India, and they can be paid less
It chills my blood how many Indian men in particular seem to idolize