Personally I'd find that utterly soul destroying. Almost no-one is on top, and a good percentage of people are in tiny flats.
The fact that we have stuff like historical conquests and aristocracies kicking about is manageable precisely because some mobility still exists. Just hitting the 'freeze' button on it would be bloody awful.
Someone who is unemployed and has little savings in California might well just end up being shipped to a project or something.
:-) FWIW, I'm a proponent of UBI, and I get it. (But as I said in a sib
comment, to me UBI is an alternative to mass unemployability due to
rampant automation, it's not about ideology or utopian dreams.)
> They seem to have the idea that people will just accept their lot,
forever. Personally I'd find that utterly soul destroying. Almost no-one
is on top, and a good percentage of people are in tiny flats.
That's sounds to me like what we have now. I worked on the Google campus
as a contractor, and two things (at least) seem relevant to this thread:
First, early on I realized that this was a model for what I called
"secular utopia": the Quality of Life of a Googler is IMO the baseline
for what a human should expect on Earth. (Given the physical conditions:
the Sun and the differential between it and the rest of the sky; 4By-old
self-improving self-replicating nanotechnology; and approx. 2.25 acres
per human arable land surface; ...modulus psychosis (what most people
call politics) and ignorance. We have knowledge to dispel ignorance and
tools to cure psychosis. So really, it's just a matter of getting in the
right place and putting one's back into it.)
Er, anyway, cheap and healthy food, ready transport, freedom from
avoidable BS, etc.: it's a baseline. If we can get the seven or eight
billion humans to a Googleplex level of QoL I would be sooooooo happy.
All the other BS can be sorted out orthogonally to that simple, easy,
cheap baseline (I'm factoring in Permaculture, et. al. Given land, even
desert, it is not hard to bootstrap economically to this baseline.)
Second, a lot of people really are happy in lives that might seem to
others to be trite or "utterly soul destroying". It's subjective. The
Googleplex was the first place in my life I encountered true "jobbers":
people who are totally content (as far as I can tell from external cues)
to get up every day, grind out the 9-to-5, go home, and do the whole da,n
thing all over again the next day.
One of my co-workers had a stroke. It was in the evening, so most of the
cubicles were empty, but even so, nobody noticed and nobody said
anything. It was ten days before I realized I hadn't seen him and
asked our supervisor what had happened to him. But the most disturbing
thing to me was, when he got better he came right back to work.
Different strokes for different folks, eh? (Morbid humor, lol.)
I didn't mean to rant at you. I've had a cold and been stuck inside.