I have found that there is the world as it is verbalized and publicized and theorized and prophesized and, then, there is the real world, a sphere where a person is the center of his own universe.and left to his own devices finds a way to cope and survive, be it by random luck or deliberate maneuvering.
What I also know is that things will never go back to being the way they were. Technology has, indeed, wreaked havoc of menial labor and even eliminated the need for many skilled jobs. In the meantime, problems cry for solutions, and solutions invariably split out into more problems. Turmoil is the norm and there is order to the chaos as the little blue planet wavers in its orbit.
Ironically, it has been my lot to stay under the radar. For the past 20 years, nothing happening in the world has had any great impact on me. Kinda like living in a bubble where the more things changed, the more they became the same. Since retiring from the post office in 1992, I have lived an unremarkable life unphased by all the economic upheaval going on around me. Uncle Sam sends me 2 checks every month, and once a year he gives me a cost of living raise. Everything that happened in one area has been offset in another so that to this day I have mangaged to maintain a stable existence. I am a member of what was once known as "the silent majority". People who manage to get by.
What lies ahead for my children and grandchildren, I do not know, but if being good at texting and tweeting and navigating the Internet, - and this may very well be a factor, - they will somehow find their niche in a re-formatted world.
I'm sure the author of "Who Owns The Future" has done a good job of defining the situation, and hard times lie ahead. That's the way it goes... I only have one question. What possessed this man to have a swarm of long, down-past-his-waist, synthetic dread locks woven into his own hair roots?????