"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."


The Company Store For The Modern Age

This is intriguing to the part of me which has spent a few moments here and there pondering the implications of both artificial intelligence and distributed computing. I'm sure this isn't the first experiment of it's kind, but it's the first I've had any experience with that seeks to actually integrate us into the machine, and compensate for it. Sorta.
The part of me which already feels exploited by the internets is terrified of what this could mean down the road. We already have people in the third world playing World of Warcraft 18 hours a day for pennies. Of course, we have plenty here who do the same for free. I feel compelled to stare at this screen a good portion of the time I spend at home, why shouldn't I be sorting colors for Amazon for a couple of credits? This is where the discussion begins.
Still another part wonders what Neal Stephenson would say, and why he didn't express it clearly in a 1000 page tome ten years ago.